When I sleep,
We are kissing,
Holding each other close,
Sharing a beautiful moment.
I do love you,
And always will.
I wake up and scream.
The thought of being with you disgusts me.
The only problem is,
I really do like you.
I'm confused.
I don't understand.
I stare at my blade,
Trying to decide.
Are you worth it?
Should we be together?
Could I ever love you the way you love me?
The answer is...
No.