It’s not that I can’t stand you sometimes…

It’s that I can’t stand loving you all the time. So completely, so foolishly, so without excuse.

Wanting something I can’t have. Being angry/confused/hurt/jealous. Blaming you when you’re not at fault. Eagerly letting it go when you are at fault.

I feel like, as a friend, you’re the closest to something unconditional that I’ve ever had. That’s why it’s really important to me that I am important to you.

Don’t lose me.

Don’t leave me.

But more than anything else, don’t forget about me.