Every Life Loved 💞

I can't say this to you, because I need you to think I'm moving on, and that I'm doing better without you. But the truth is, I still cry when I think about you. Every single day. I miss you so much. I miss having you next to me through everything. I don't even know if anything meant anything to you. Do you even feel love? Do you even know how much you've hurt me? And you'll never take responsibility for anything in your life. But somehow I still fucking love you and I still want to be with you, even though it's extremely unhealthy for me. I can't do that to myself, let you destroy me. But I'll still think about you every day, and I still love you. I just can't let you know that.

I can't even believe what happened tonight.

You haven't spoken a word to me in 3 and a half days. I miss you, I'd like to talk to you but my pride won't let me. It's not just pride though, it's also willpower to overcome this addictive urge I have to have you near me. I bet you're at a raving party right now. You always loved those, even more than you loved me. You're probably dancing and laughing and moving on and forgetting about me. I hope you won't forget about me...