Today has been the most miserable, emotionally tiring day I have seen in a long long time.

Last night was equally as horrible. I’m wondering if it will ever get better. Is this relationship worth it? 

I wish I knew how I honestly felt about him. I’m constantly kidding myself. 

How are you supposed to convince yourself they don’t say it to everyone they’re with, putting you into the same category as everyone else?

I thought this was special, I still do but there are too many things I constantly question and too many reasons to run away from this.

So why the fuck am I sitting in his bed right now? Why don’t I walk out the front door and never look back?