It's different now. Looking at you, seeing how different you are... I'm thinking again about how you can stand it all. My concerns may not mean anything to you right now, and I know you assure me of the contrary, but the vibe itself tells me you're not there for me anymore.
You barely make time for anything anymore, nothing but to please others. It seriously pisses me off, because the people you please are the same people who treat you like you don't matter.
Everything you tell me about yourself is vague... so unclear. It hurts sometimes, and it sucks to be the one to always understand your situation. I see that you're always so scared to tell the world how you really feel. You, of all people. I thought we've gone through this already.
I sort of feel bad for you. Not bad as in pity, but bad as in... I don't know how to help you. It's obvious how you cover up everything, how you keep things for yourself. It's obvious how you avoid saying too much that might cause trouble and others to be mad. I hope you can stop feeling that way. You have to stay true to yourself... stay strong. I see it so well, how you hold back. Try not to. It may hurt at first, but the struggle is worth the happiness in the end.
You're too nice, and that sometimes gives the impression that you're a push-over. Don't get me wrong, I love you, but seriously, you're not strong enough. Not even strong enough to stand up against the people around you. It's one thing to be nice to people, it's another to let them treat you like crud. You don't deserve that. You really don't. | 
