San Fransisco

So you think that when someone doesn't get something so far away, they might give up. But apparently not. Going to Washington State. Now it's just 5 weeks in San Fransisco. Ok, I'll make it I'm sure. I'm not important to you or anyone. So of course I'll make it. I'll be totally crushed, but if it makes you happy sure, why not go for it. I wish I knew what to say to make you understand why it hurts me so much, but I can't find the words to make that work so I guess you'll go and I'll survive with or without you. And yet in the end I'm the only one who knows what I feel and how it feels. So while everyone pretends to understand it's all one big lie. So while everyone pretends to be happy, my heart is bleeding and broken because no one understands or asks why I feel the way I do.