I have always loved you, you destroyed me anyways. You took the brightest things in my life away. If loving you means being this empty, I'm fucking done with it. I don't need this kind of emptiness in my life. Not anymore.
I hate that I love you, and that it won't go away. Trust me I have tried to move past. Nothing has ever taken. Nothing ever will.
There are days I miss you more than most and there are days I almost forget you completely. I'm not going to be the one to pick up that phone and call, I've done my fucking part. I've tried. One of these days my heart and mind will be good with completely walking away, just not yet....
Because I read one of our old conversations and it all comes flooding black... I both love and hate that. I hate that I miss you as much as I do.
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