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“I’m worried that nothing else will ever feel like love again after you.”

I'm tired of hearing it's gonna be okay.

“It’s hard to wait around for something you know might never happen; but its harder to give up when you know its everything you want.”

And it’s not fair… it’s not fair how I hurt over you. It’s not fair how you cross my mind during the day, at random times, and that in crowds all I look for is you. All I can see is you, even when I know you’re not there. Even when I know I’m the last thing on your mind. And so I have to keep living like this, knowing you moved on a long time ago, knowing you never cared as much as I did, knowing I will never be yours and knowing I will never be the one you call love.

You were the part of my life that was stable, that i was sure off i can hold onto, even if everything else is messy and i always tried to come out of this chaos,made the best of it and i never fell into my dark hole. You told me you stay.