A/n- also written about the girl I used to love. Again, she never read it.

Depression is overwhelming.

Her smile is lovely.

I feel like death.

She's wonderful.

I am nothing.

She's so sunshiny and amazing.

Death cannot come fast enough.

She radiates sunshine.

I don't want to do this.

She seems so happy all the time.

I'll never be good enough.

She has her own problems.

I'm there for her.

She called me cute.

She's lovely.

She's fantastic.

She make me happy when I'm down.

I try to cheer her up when she's sad.

She's pretty.

I'm nobody.