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.