barely feeling, barely anything

I miss me, but I miss you more.

How fucking dare you ruin my life.

You say you care about me, but it’s all talk - no actions at all.

I should’ve followed all the signs and read every line. I shouldn’t have fallen for you.

Time and time again, you continue to hurt me. And I’m the fool that let you do so.

My insecurities are killing me, but that’s okay.

How fucking dare you say that to me.

How fucking dare you do that to me.

“I guess I’m always preparing for the worst when it comes to you. At the back of my mind, I always expect you to tell me you’re leaving me.”

How long will you love me? How long til you get bored of me?

I wonder how she would feel if she found out that he still thinks of me while he’s fucking her.

It hurts to know you’re out with her, fucking her, instead of me.

I pray that you see the truth. You’re blinded by the idea of her, while I’m right here! I’m real. But maybe I’m just as blind when it comes to you.

You need me, but I deserve better.

It sucks to meet the right one, at the worse time.

I will always love you. But I can’t be with you, knowing you still have her at the back of your mind.