Im sorry.

Im sorry for texting so often, for always wanting your attention, for being overwhelming, and making small things dramatic. Happy things make me extra happy while sad things make me extra sad. This mix of emotions can be amazing but depressing at the same time. Im confusing, and im messy yet you still say you love me and its hard to wrap my mind around, Its hard for me to believe. Like you said, the world dont revolve around me, so why do you strive to make ME happy? What's the point, why dont you leave? I feel alone when were not talking. The emptiness isn't filled. You're the only person in this world who makes my mind be still. I have a couple of other friends who care and look out for me, but they are more influences than a connected intimacy. So, Im sorry for being too much. for never being enough. I'm sorry for all the harm I've caused when emotions are everywhere at once.