I wasn't supposed to love you.

But here I am.

Barely able to breathe because your words were nothing but empty promises.
Silently crying as I scroll through months of old memories that once seemed perfect but are nothing more than bittersweet dreams.
Feeling the numb emptiness in my chest because I was too scared, because I wasn't enough.
Hating myself because I have no right to feel heartbroken over our situation.
Begging myself to stop because I know better, so why can't I do better?

I wasn't supposed to love you.
You were never mine to love.