i don't need you to hold my hand anymore to reassure me that you're there, but sometimes i still get scared, so i'm begging you tonight-- please don't *go
because this is the scariest road i've ever had to cross and i don't know what to do when all my friends have to go and i have to stay so please stay with me too. i don't need you to be here every day like i'd like you to be, but don't tell me it would hurt less to just stop talking now because that's bull and you know it. holy crap i'm freaking out. i'm sorry, i feel like i use hp more as a diary than i should.