I wish that I would've known you before you got mixed up in all of this. I wish that I knew how to fix you, or talk to you for that matter. I wish I knew what's going on. I wish that I could save you. I pray every day that God helps you, but it doesn't seem like it's enough. Just please, please, be okay. Let someone in. Please.

Sucks.

I got it out. I formed the words. Every time I put my heart out it gets stepped on. You handled it like I would, of course. I just wish that for once I could get what I want, whether it's what I 'need' or not. It just sucks.

Please.