i wish i didn’t love you. you’re the most important person to me, but i know you don’t care about me at all. you taught me how to smile. you’re the reason i’m alive today. but you don’t care. i wish you did. i wish i could move on. i wish i mattered as much to you as you do to me. so much changed between us, why? i wish we’d stayed the same. i just want to know you. it’s all platonic what i’m feeling, and that’s why it hurts even more. why’d you make me love you when you couldn’t be bothered to care?

some things that remind me of you:
– teletubbies and/or giraffes
– dominic fike’s music (since you introduced me to it, it’s the only thing i listen to)
– trains (when you said we could run away together)
– literally everything

oh god. im so hopelessly in love. but in a platonic way. and i wish i wasnt. not with you. because i could die and you’d be fine. but if you left me, i wouldn’t survive.