im scared.

you know what it feels like, S? It feels like giant neon sign that reads nothing but: 

how does a simple text message asking how your= day is going turn into this kind of an argument?

why did you have to ask me why I thought you were beautiful?  I can't even be flirty anymore without having someone take it the wrong way.

All I said was: "I dunno, I mean (cue my romanticism) if I were to make an ideal person, it would be you. but closer to me, I guess. I have just never found a flaw."         

S:I have so many flaws all over the place

M: even if you do ive seen them and i love them."

Know what that REALLY did to me? KILLED ME.

my hart is broken and i can't help  it. But whatever makes yourself feel better right? 

I told you I loved you. But you're stil fucking Elena when you know I did. You said you felt the same. You're hurting me, Sara. I can see it all  over your face. But does that change anything? Hell no. I love you for who I know. I am willing to learn more about you. I want you to love me too. More than anything in the world i want you to be happy. I love you, god damnit!