I'm sorry

I'm sorry that you feel the way you do, I really do. I know you're going to make that noise that you do, and make one of your three facial expressions, but I mean it. You mean so much, and I feel like my actions blatantly go against that. I know how hard it is to have all these feelings with no where to put them, no thrill of certain gains. And I wish that my feelings lined with my... well... other feelings. But as for now, they are at war, and you're in limbo. You deserve better, you're too wonderful to put up with this shit. Goodnight, and good talk.