My Feelings -Paranoia & Confidence- (Part XV)

I was confused.
My chest pains became more frequent.
I had to do something.
And that was to clear my head.
I was given the clearance to do so.
So I sent Tony a message.
I sent more like an essay.
Now we think he hates her.
And that he’s confused.
I just wanted to get it into his think skull.
Now he’s the one sulking.
I knew I shouldn’t have done and just kept my feelings bottled up.
Sure, it would have hurt me.
It would have kept her a bit more happier.
I wanted her to be happy.
I wanted to make her happy.
But all I did was just crash the party.
I just needed it off my chest.
If I fell ill again.
It would be my own fault.
I don’t want to be stress-related ill again.
I longed for anti-depressants, but the doctor gave me crap pills that didn’t work.
And some sleeping pills.
That also didn’t work.
I just want her to know how much she means to me.
And that I want to always be with her.
Even if it does kill me.
And I just want to be there for her.
No matter what.
“Til Death Do Us Part”
They are the words I want to be able to hear.
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(The center button has done a runner. So it’ll have to do til its fixed)

EDIT: Nevermind. Found it!