i do accept your depression, but i would like to have you back to being happy. I do believe it is possible even if you think it isnt. I havnt been telling your parents except for that one time with max and amaro that you know about, but i think that you can get better and i want you to get better and i'd much rather have you hate me and the world, but not have that chance of you hurting yourself, then you ending up dead. I love you so much. Im sorry for all the pain that your going through, im sorry that you feel the way you do, but realize that we do except the fact that you're depressed but im not going to give up on you. You mean to much to me. I want to stop seing images of you in a coffin every time i go to sleep, i want to stop worrying about you every second of every day of every waking hour. You said that you were being selfish before, well now its my turn. I want you, i need you to be happy and i cant rest until you get better. I want you to start being the chris i used to know, who ran into handball courts for no reason, who had to jump behind a cardboard box to avoid getting hit with baseballs. Playing chicken with the cars on pch is exactly what you used to do, like it or not, youve always been that idiot whose played chicken with the cars on pch. But i love that idiot. you may laugh at that grave you're digging, but i cry, and i want the tears to stop. Just know that im not giving up on you ever, though it hasnt been me telling your parents. I just want to have you back into my life without worry. I love you man.
- Eric (the cool one)
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