angst-y sentence starters
if you are sending to a multi-muse, remember to specify the muse that the sentence starters are being sent for .
β I never asked you to save me - I asked you to stay. β
β You keep saying youβre fine, but I can still see the blood on your hands. β
β Donβt touch me. Everyone I love ends up broken. β
β I forgave you the first three times. There wonβt be a fourth. β
β You werenβt there when I needed you most, so why are you here now? β
β I stopped counting the days since you left - turns out forever is shorter than I thought. β
β All those promises you made sound like lies when I say them out loud. β
β I kept your side of the bed empty for a year. Itβs time to admit youβre not coming back. β
β You look at me like Iβm a ghost, but youβre the one who killed us. β
β I would have burned the world down for you. You wouldnβt even cross the street. β
β Say it. Say you never loved me so I can finally stop hoping. β
β The worst part isnβt that you lied - itβs that I still believed you. β
β I practiced smiling in the mirror so you wouldnβt notice Iβm falling apart. β
β You taught me how to trust again. Thanks for the lesson. β
β Every time you walk away, a piece of me goes with you. β
β I didnβt lose you. You threw me away the moment someone better came along. β
β Stop apologizing. The damage is already done. β
β I still reach for you in my sleep and wake up colder than before. β
β You said βforeverβ like it was easy. β
β I keep replaying the last time you said my name, trying to hear love in it. β
β The silence after you left is louder than any fight we ever had. β
β I was ready to die for you. You werenβt even willing to live for me. β
β Tell me where it hurts, so I know where to stop touching. β
β You moved on so fast I didnβt even get the chance to miss you properly. β
β I built my whole world around you, and you just walked out the door without looking back. β
β The worst lies are the ones we tell ourselves to survive loving you. β
β I finally deleted your number. My phone still autocorrects βIβm sorryβ to your name. β
β You werenβt the villain - you were just cruel with good intentions. β
β I hate that I still check if youβre okay when Iβm the one bleeding. β
β We didnβt break up. We slowly tore each other apart until there was nothing left to save. β
β You said youβd never make me cry. Look at me now. β
β I keep the voicemail you left the night everything fell apart. Iβve listened to it so many times I know your pauses by heart. β
β Loving you feels like drowning in slow motion while you stand on the shore. β
β I wasnβt enough to make you stay, but I was enough to make you feel guilty about leaving. β
β You came back like nothing happened, but Iβm still picking up pieces you donβt even see. β
β I stopped leaving the porch light on. You never noticed anyway. β
β The saddest part is I still defend you when people ask why Iβm not over it. β
β You didnβt just break my heart - you broke my ability to believe anyone else. β
β I finally understand why you always said βdonβt get attached.β You never planned on staying. β
β Every happy memory we had now feels like evidence in a crime scene. β
β I wish I could hate you. It would hurt less than this. β
β You keep asking what you can do to fix this. Start by going back in time. β
β I smiled in all the photos so no one would know you were destroying me behind them. β
β The hardest part of letting go is realizing you let go first. β
β I still flinch when someone says your name like itβs a curse. β
β You werenβt a chapter - you were the whole book, and now itβs on fire. β
β I didnβt lose feelings. They were murdered, slowly, every time you chose not to choose me. β
β I hope one day you look for me in a crowded room and feel what I feel every single day. β
β You walked away like it was easy, but Iβm still here trying to remember how to breathe without you. β
β I finally stopped waiting for you. Thatβs the closest thing to healing Iβve managed so far. β