悪いこと

hey, andrew. please don't close the door. just let me talk and i'll leave. i promise. i.. i'm scared. and- and your words have been repeating in my mind without end. i stay in my bed for hours after i wake up. i barely eat. i've been daydreaming in my mind until i can't tell what's real and what isn't... i'm trying to say that i'm broken. i don't want to be this way anymore. so i've come here to make amends, or- or to apologize, or to get closure, i don't know and i really don't care what you call it. i believe that love just looks a little different for everyone. for me it was darker than most. meaner than most. a little uglier than most... and i loved you a lot. more than i could bare. you. andrew, the developer. with your talent, no wonder i put you on a pedestal. and i- i... looking to the sky can leave you blinded by the sun, i guess. and i lost you, somewhere along the way. and i replaced you with who *i* wanted to be.