Why would you do this to me?

Do you know what makes my stomach jump?

You.

You do.

Sometimes it's the mere thought of you

You're ever present in the back of my mind

Sometimes looking at you makes me nervous

But when I catch you looking at me?
My stomach flips.

And when you catch me looking at you; then smile?
My stomach performs an entire routine.

...

Do you know what makes me sick to my stomach?

You.

You do.

Sometimes it's the thought that you would probably end up with that asshole

And the fact that I won't do anything to stop it
It makes the bile rise up to my throat.

Sometimes it's the fact that you won't be here next year; next to me

that makes me sick

Sometimes,

It's the possibility that I'm nothing

that I won't mean anything to someone at the end of the day

that makes me cry

Because I just keep giving parts of myself to people without asking anything in return

because sometimes I feel like I'm not worth it....