Stop counting.  Stop counting.  Stop counting. You only come back when I start to pull away. What is here? 

I wish we were friends. I wish you were my friend. I wish you cared,  and if you do,  I wish I knew.  I wish I felt it. Reading this book is killing me. But maybe there's an answer at the end of it.

Advice is what we ask for when we know the answer but wish we didn't. I know the answer.  I wish I didn't. I've so enjoyed caring about you. Leaving Facebook was a step. How long will i continue to torture myself. Last time it took 2 years and a sociopath. I was done. I guess I need to find another sociopath.

When I think of you.  I feel pathetic.  How long do I want to feel that way? I guess until you move on. When you move on,  I'll have to as well.