her eyes are burning into my soul.

asdfgh.
okay so, second try? i dunno.
so this girl texts me. she is the kind of person that i wish i could be. i just want to be as close to her as possible. except, i can't. it's complex. it's this web of so many things and to break it down simply, i can't be with her.
she always asks how i am. and she always has sad brown eyes. well, she did until she covered them up with purple contacts. i don't know. i liked her old eyes better. anyway. she is pretty. the kind of pretty that makes boys act stupid and other girls jealous.
and she is mine.
or so that is what she says. and that is what i think. sometimes.
it's. just.
have you ever been in love?
to the point where your whole body craves that person?
to where it would shatter your whole entire being,
if they left you?
she is my addiction.
she is worse than heroin, i swear to god.
anyway.
this girl is breaking. badly. like. mental breakdown.
and i'm trying my hardest to fix her. i'm doing everything i can but it isn't enough.
it scares me. she scares me.
sometimes i think i'm going to wake up and have a voicemail from her, saying she is going to try to fly off her roof like peter pan.
ugh. i don't know what to do anymore.
i have so much going on. with getting ready for college and all my friends and my ex boyfriend and.
i don't know.
i'm going to push everything aside for her.
because shes worth it.
anyway.
i need sleep. night.