There's just this feeling at the pit of my stomach that spreads all the way to my chest. A kind of heaviness that seems to stay put. I just feel so uneasy. Sure, things could be going way worse for me. But this feeling is just residing in my head. I can't snap myself out of it. I don't have the will.

Plus, what you did hurt. It's not the best feeling in the world, you see. I get paranoid & I keep thinking about it. It bugs me all day. I could have done the same thing, but knowing that it would hurt you, I never did. Never. Just goes to show that we shouldn't love too much, aye?