I know you don't mean to be mean. I know you have good intentions. I know you do. But deep down inside, I just feel like you don't care about me. I feel like you have priorities higher than me. I just... I don't know anymore. I'm scared. I'm scared of the future. Maybe this is the drowning I've been asking for. I know you love me. But are you in love with me? I don't want to talk about it on the phone. I don't want to talk about it in person. Or on AIM. I want to read it and see it and take it in and over-analyze every fucking word you put down on that paper. I want to know what you're feeling. You never tell me your feelings. I just want to know your emotion. I want to know how you work. I wish you were a doll that I could just take apart and see what's happening inside. Actually, I wish you'd just tell me. I want to scream at the top of my lungs "TRUST ME!" I tell you everything about me. When I'm in a bad mood, I let you know it. When I'm happy as hell, I let you know it. I wish you'd do the same. You worry me. I'm always worried about you. It drives me crazy because I'm always reading your words wrong. You're so amazing and you mean the world to me. I love you deeply. You are my everything. I just don't think you understand. I have no one else this close to me.
Peace and Love,
Katy
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