Part 1
He waited until he heard me crying, he knew I was not going to leave my room then. So he moved very quietly, on his very noisy bed, he sneaked out to the kitchen, cooked, went to the bathroom, took the food to his room. All in complete perfect almost flawless silence.
Just so he wouldn't have to see me.
Part 2
You don't love me when you're numb, do you?
Part 3
- Why are you with me?
- Because I love you.
- Yeah, but why do you love me? I mean, you are not interested in what goes on in my mind, we don't talk really, your devices are way more entertaining than me, you barely want to have sex with me... So why do you love me?
You put so many boundaries for me, and constantly close so many doors, how do you love me? What do you expect from me? What do you want from me? ... Who do you want me to be?
I feel like who I am is not enough for you, I don't know if it ever was, and to constantly be racing against a perfect idea of a person is depressing, tiring and makes me feel worthless.
So tell me, why do you love me?
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