i dont think you understand how much it took out of me to tell you how i felt. i don’t think you realise exactly how much more it broke me down to admit to myself. i dont think you realise that slowly i’m taking it all away. i can’t do the easy thing, but i’m losing the heart to fight. most of all, i dont think you understand how much you’ll miss me when i’m gone. dont take it for granted. food for thought.