you want me dead? really? woke up out of my sleep being choked, not able to breathe. you’re that unloveable that you’d rather i be gone. i love you. you realize that when i’m gone, your mind and feelings about me will still go on. even more so, the fact i left, if there is any ounce of good in you, you will want to honor me by growing it. why don’t you do us both a favor and give it up. we can do this together love. you don’t need to be alone. in any case—remember you’re loveable. you’re smart and strong in a steadfast way. you care and love people in a kind and special way when you want to. let us love you, we already do. whatever the fuk it is you’re doing to me, don’t forget the good you were able to be. it was there. i love you sweetie.