months have passed since you left me.
Thank god we’re still friends. What scares me is that I’m thinking that we can’t be friends.
A familiar ache comes to my heart when I think of you. It feels like utter crap. That’s how I know I love you.
But you don’t. You don’t love me.
I deserve someone who does.
With you, I need all or nothing. And if I can’t have all…
I know it’ll hurt so much but it really really sucks having to hurt along the way. Maybe I just really shouldn’t ever see you again so I don’t get reminded of your beauty everytime I see you.
I miss you terribly.