G.

My heart is heavy at the thought of you. What you are is something I find difficulty put into words.

You make the muscles surrounding my mouth tense up and form a shape exposing crooked teeth. (Not really a smile as much as it is a reflex.)

I feel this way and do these things at night and all through my day. To the point where all motivation to do anything is absent from my thoughts. Speaking, moving, even breathing becomes a challenging task.

I need this feeling to stop. For you to stop. You make the world unsafe for me. And you make the world unsafe for you.

The words that come out of your mouth are "I love you" But if you really loved me.

You would let me go.