Fuck you

Fuck you

Fuck you

It’s almost been a year since the day you broke my heart into a million pieces. My biggest fear of loving someone and them not loving me back became a reality. 
A year later and I still think about the things I should’ve told you. I wonder if those things would’ve made you stay. 
But it’s too late. I stay up all night wanting to call you but the pain that you put me through paralyzes me.
I know that you’re not the one, but why do I miss you so much? My brain knows you’re not for me but my heart tells me otherwise. Why am I still in love with someone who doesn’t even know how to love me?

1 Comment

  1. Anonymous 4 months ago

    Honestly…. sometimes your heart is right? If you’re keeping yourself busy and keep thinking of him/her reach out I promise it may be the best thing that’s ever happened. I’m back with my first love the 4th time, and it’s the best thing I ever did reaching out to her! We had two separate life’s and now she’s the love of my life! We had our down falls and I was terrified, but it worked out! Nothing could take the thought of her out of my head no matter how many girls I was with in between for years! He/she may be the one! If I can help one person on here is all I ask!

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