a state of ill-being due to affliction or misfortune; a feeling of intense unhappiness; state of suffering and want as a result of physical circumstances or extreme poverty; mental or emotional unhappiness or distress; cause or source of suffering; physical ache or ailment
Yeah, that pretty much sums it up.
Oh wait, "mental state I've been in for about a month" should make it into that list.
My day has been uterly miserable...
I want so much, yet so little all at once.
You want time to think,
I want peace of mind... Time to heal.
I surrender, my love.
I can't handle this anymore.
I can't handle this much pain.
You once told me that you'd help put the pieces back together.
I didn't realize that you meant to accomplish this by disintegrating them into a pile of dust.
Not really my idea of together...
More like "lumped" than "together perfectly."
I asked you earlier if what you said about my eyes was once true.
You begged me to stop.
Why does it hurt you if you aren't still in love with me?
Does it hurt because it was a lie?
Was everything a lie?
Well, I haven't cried since last night.
No man is worth tears, because the one that is won't create them.
I would do anything to fix it, but I can tell that you don't really want to.
It shouldn't be that hard.
Love should be a burning need... a burning desire for someone.
Not a deal with an expiration date.
I still love you. I'm sorry I'm putting you through this,
but I give up.
I wish I knew what to do to change how you feel about me...
I'd forgive you everything if it just meant I could melt away in your arms...
feel the electricity in your kiss...
know that I was the one who made you smile...
All I've done for the last week is cry.
I don't want to cry anymore.
I want to be happy.
I want to smile.
I want to laugh.
I don't want my friends to worry about me.
I want them to know I'm perfectly happy with my boyfriend...
Except I don't have him anymore...
God, boy... I still love you....
It kills me.
I still do.
