3:31 am
Sitting in that bar with a ton of people surrounded me tonight, I still felt like the loneliest one there. There were good looking people left and right, but my heart was clinging on to you and I couldn’t look at no one else. All I kept doing was re-reading the few texts sent between W and I-the ones where I asked her how did you react to my final gift. I crumbled a little more each time I read the texts. She told me you still wanted to make things work with J. Even though I wished you luck, deep down I was still asking myself how could you throw away everything we built for happiness that’s not guaranteed. Why was our love not deserving of a chance. How genuine is she this time around after realizing she nearly lost you because I showed you I could love you better. How long can she keep it up.. I cried and cried and cried today wishing I could just pass away with two thousand sixteen. Not a thing in this world could lift me out of this pain I’m feeling. It doesn’t feel like a new year at all.
