It doesn't make sense to be sad. There's 50 million other things in the world way more important than this, but I can't help it. Is it my fault I feel like crying? That even when you held me for a few seconds, I felt alright? Then after feeling sad again, we just went about our normal business, and when I was dropped off, I just left without a real kiss or hug. And you didn't stop me like you normally do. Even though you knew I was sad. It's stupid of me, I know. And there's so many things you do for me, and I take you for granted, but I'm sad. Like legitly sad,and you just went home. I know you have stuff to do tomorrow morning, so do I. I have my paper which I put on myself, but in all honesty, I probably would have walked away fine if you held me even for a few minutes. Instead, here I am, sitting at my computer, trying to write my paper, but instead my mind is wandering not to why I was sad in the beginning... but why you didn't do anything. What I would have done if I didn't have a paper. What I would do if I could just freeze time. I'm such a baby. I just want to be held all the time. Why do you even put up with me. I'm sick of myself. Why are you still here? Even if I thought "Screw it, I'm going to bed", I wouldn't even be able to sleep knowing that deep inside of me, there's probably some anger towards you, and we promised we'd never go to bed mad.