Say Something.

Something changed a while back. I thought it would get better.  It hasn't.  I wish I knew what it was, so I could have something to blame. Love is supposed to be a cure-all for your worries. I wish more than anything I could tell who I thought was my best friend what was on my mind and weighing heavy on my heart without fear of inciting anger. For once I want to be the one that someone doesn't want to walk away from, I want to be the one they can't be without.