It's so unfair.
We love each other, but we can't be together.
And that's unfair.
The others tell me that I can't pursue you.
That it's wrong...especially since 'you' exist in 'her'.
Because your body is hers, and she belongs to someone else.
And even worse...
You don't even want me.
Even though you love me.
Because you think you're disgusting?
Because you hate yourself so much?
I don't even want much from you...
All I want, is just proof, that we love each other.
But you don't want that either.
You push all that away.
You push all that away, and that's unfair.
Do you even love me?
I think you don't.
Perhaps I should accept that.
Maybe that way, I can die easier.