Dumb jokes and dumber reasons for leaving

You keep rocking me back and forth like a small child as I bawl. I'm scared, you told me you are too. At least we aren't alone. I hope it isn't as cold as they say it is. I hope I get to see people I know, wouldn't be much of a party otherwise. Imagine going through all this just to stand in a room of people I don't know. You keep laughing but I can tell you don't mean it. You keep telling me it's okay to cry, that this isn't fair, that life is unfair. I can't stand the thought of you telling yourself this in a few hours. By yourself. I'm sorry. Life is a bitch. I wish you would stop laughing, I wish you didn't need to cry.