Wanderer

But she's so beautiful 🙄

Honestly, with this past year and a half, this has been one of the least sad times I've had. No panicking, just simply treading through the trials of remembering and letting go. Breaking habits of reaching out to you. Far from being the middle of whatever that was.

Feeling empty. That's probably for the best. Less of those detrimental feelings and thoughts of you, of us.

Deleted the chats. We're moving on.

Don't. Call. Me. Baby. It does things to me.

It's the way I'm still there and you're acting as if nothing happened.

I'm so bad at describing my feelings in the moment....I still don't think you realize how much you fucked me up. I'd describe it now, but it's never the right time.

If I wish hard enough she'll send a pic of her arms.

Sometimes I wonder if you still like me. Sure we talk every damn day, but do you still want to rail me as much as I want to rail you.

Put me out of my misery and bring it back in an instance.