Pain is what I feel when I see you suffer. When you cof a lot and you can't stop, when it gets out of you but there's a lot more inside you.
Pain is what I feel knowing I could (and maybe should) have it and I don't. Knowing you envy me beacuse of this, knowing the world is not fair.
Pain is what I feel beacuase I love you, so much. Because you're so important for me, because I think horrible things that I hope will never be true.
Pain is what I feel trying not to get my hopes high. Trying to think positive, trying to understand.
