Home is wherever I am with you.

I am a whole different kind of human being. I have so much love to give. 

You're making it so difficult to love you. It's as if you're challenging me, testing me, trying my limits. 

Why do I even come here any more? It used to be my place to vent and arrange my thoughts. It's changed from an outlet to a cry for help. I can't bring myself to talk to anyone.

You make me feel like you're totally uninterested in what I have to say, what's on my mind. Do you even know how that feels? I am putting so much into this and getting nothing in return. 

If anyone's out there. Let's meet up.