I don't really know...

I feel like I'm drowning, suffacteing. I think I'm fine and everything is for a moment, maybe even a day or more, and yet I find stuff that depresses me and makes me feel that I'm an idiot. Hell, it may be a misunderstanding, but it still hurts like hell. I wish he would see that and that I could tell him I cried for him. I don't know why I can't. Writing this though, I think I might. Not sure what he'll say, but I will. All I can hope for is that He won't think of me as weak and still love me. He promised so much, holds my fragile heart and soul, and I have no clue how far it will go. I keep on thinking this will all work, this relationship we may have one day, with no idea what the future holds. All I know I will do is tell him everything and hope for the best...