They made me feel so loved and then like such shit.
If he got with someone and still thinking about me, did he get with me still thinking about her?
He put someone else’s feelings above mine, someone that hasn’t fought to be there for them and sets her stuff aside constantly to try to be there for his.
He couldn’t do that for me over Easter weekend, he couldn’t do that for me 3 weeks after we met before austin
I was late to the party? I literally talked about wanting to be official all of the time and at 3 months, in the airport, it was “ONE day we’ll be official, ONE day people will know”…
I could never fix it? Then what the actual fuck was Wakaan?
Something inside me broke. A towel being the last thing I heard, ignored when I said bye 3 different times.
the fun one until the real one came along.
If you want someone to stop hurting so bad, you stop doing hurtful things to them. If not- you’re not actually sorry and you don’t care about their heart.
Why does it feel the way it does around them for me and not for them. It’s not fucking fair and I’m tired of hurting. You can’t sit there and act like your life is too much of a mess for a relationship while you’re starting one with someone else. You don’t lie about where you’re going after everything we’ve learned. You can’t twist the knife in someone and get mad at them for wincing.
I’d much rather be killed in one final blow.
Death by a thousand cuts.







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