(A/N): Okay, so this is the one that I was talking about in 'I'm Out of the Closet! Or am I?' It's the one that, no matter what, whenever I read it, I get tears. I was crying when I wrote it. Gosh. So, when you're reading this, just try reading it with fake-sobbing (idk), or just imagine someone who's feeling a lot of pain reading it to you. I love you all!
Disclaimer: It's funny, because this really doesn't have to be even SLIGHTLY related to Glee - it could totally stand on its own, without even mentioning Glee. Whatever. I still don't own the stupid show.
You do know that I would do anything for you… right?
I would take a bullet for you.
I would die a thousand painful deaths for you.
I would kill for you.
I would do anything for you… and your love.
You don't have to think about the love part, if it makes you uncomfortable…
But I really would do anything for you.
You just have no idea how much… how much it hurts.
It hurts so much because I know that I really shouldn't love you.
It's not fair; I know that you're not able to reciprocate the feelings.
It's just so… hard.
It hurts my chest to think about you, to think about how much I care.
It is a pain that just won't go away.
It's the kind of pain that has you hunched over in agony, gasping because you just can't handle it.
And I suppose that's the reason that I do what I do.
All of that pain… it makes it seem like such a little deal to add just a tiny bit more.
Just eight quick slices… nothing in comparison to what you've done to my heart.
Honestly, it's just so much easier.
This pain is identifiable; it has a clear solution to stop it.
The pain has a beginning and an end; it's so simple.
And I'm doing it because of you.
I'm doing it for you, also, I suppose.
I'm trying to prove to you just how much I would do for you.
You may not be able to love me like I want, but you need to love me in some way.
You need to at least like me, just because of all that I go through for you.
Honestly, I feel like Van Gogh or something…
I'm sacrificing for you.
I'm giving myself pain.
I'm… offering myself up on a silver platter.
I'm hurting so badly right now.
But I'm doing it willingly.
Because I'm doing it for you.
Only for you.
(A/N): So... *nervously fidgets with fingers, hair, etc.* Did you like it? I THINK I did, but I'm not sure. Okay, I love you all! Thank you for reading and reviewing (if you have time!)! I really do LOVE YOU!