Darling, you deserve so much more than smiles. You deserve for the entire world to smile at you forever, for it to sing you praises for simply living, and for it to mend your broken heart - because you're the one who always gets hurt. Worry for yourself first. I should come second, always and forever. You are already farther than I will ever be able to go.
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This started as something pathetic and cliche and naive. It started as a child's rant, but it's grown somehow. I must have seen the little hearts in the I's and that innocent smile on my face. I should apologize a thousand times over for being so cruel to you.
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I am allowed to keep secrets from you, right? Afterall, you keep secrets from me, right? I'm not a horrible best friend for thinking this way, right? You don't hate me, right? You still love me, right?
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I'm so confused. I'm seeing things that aren't there, and I'm losing myself in this world I've built. You have my map somewhere, and you won't give it back. Did you burn it? Did you throw it out? Darling, why, oh why!, would you?
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