I talked to God about you. About how much I love you and how sad you make me. About how much I care and how careless you are. About all the shit you put me through and you still have more of it to throw at me. How I can't sleep at night anymore cause you've messed my head so bad. How I crave sleep. How I crave peace. How I'm tired of giving and tired of you. How it hurts so much that I do not want you anymore. How I want to leave so desperately and I can't. How I want him to seperate our paths in a way it'll never overlap, not in this world at least.
