This pain is not ending.
I’m not depressed.
I’m in pain. I’m agony.
Because i can’t get u out of me. Out of my head, my bones, my memories, my dreams.
You’re all I think about. And at night I get angry. Angry cause u left me. As though I meant nothing to u. And maybe I never did. And this was all just a game to you.
I’m still hoping for u to come back.
But I’m dying every night in bed and crying myself to sleep. You still mean the world to me. Even though u hurt me. Hurt me more than I thought was possible to be  hurt again.
Maybe I am a fool.
But maybe u are. A fool to choose to go alone. A fool, because I was there for you. I wasn’t enough. And you weren’t, too.
But none of this really matters. Because I still ******* love you.
And love doesnt make sense, I was told.
So yeah. Maybe we’re both fools.