ConsummateV

We were always going to say goodbye, weren’t we?” “Yeah. I think so.“ “I loved you though. I loved you so much.” A pause. “I know. I know. “I loved you too.”

I picture myself with someone, going on dates, endless talking nights, hearts on sleeves for a moment I thought I can then I start to have this feeling that I will never be enough for someone as I was never enough for myself

I remember crying over you and I don’t mean a couple of tears and I’m blue. I’m talking about collapsing and screaming at the moon.

I wish I could take back the horrible things I’ve done to people. I wish I could go back in time and make things right, because even though I’ve been trying to, I might be making everything worse.