i hate this. i hate that you're hurting. i hate it. i'd give my left arm for your sadness to go away and fix whatever it is that's making you feel this way. i'd get on my knees and physically move your limbs for you to walk. and i'd tie strings on to your wrists for you to write. i'd give you my own heart to break to make sure yours stays intact. i'd drown in an ocean of my own tears to make sure you're still floating. and i'd drink all in to make sure you can't sink to the bottom. as hard as it is for people to believe, i hurt when you hurt. i care, and i care very very much. i want you to be happy forever, for your sanity and for mine as well.
and no, i don't think you're dirt. you should know by now that i have always and will always care about you, no matter what happens. i wouldn't have over 300 posts about you if i thought you were dirt.
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