I love.

Contrary to popular belief...Im not okay.
Im not happy.
Im miserable, and stuck here.

If you think Im happy with the way I am and who Im with and where I am. You are dilusional.
I want to be with him
Hes the only thing in the world that can make me happy and I will accept nothing less.
I refuse.
Im not fine. No matter who much you wish I was, or how much you think I am.
If you could see inside my thoughts you would know hes the only reason I live.

Im not okay!! Im not fine! I wont be until you leave me the fuck alone, and im with him.
I love him,
I cant help it. Hes my definition of perfect.
I dont care what you think of him...screw you.
I love him.