"I won't come back to you this time. Even if it kills me.
You knew how ****** up my social life was. I didn't even care to talk to anyone except you, and now I am left alone.
No one bothers now to even ask about how my day went.
I am afraid to do anything. I scream your name daily, I look at your pictures daily.
I am afraid to delete the photos. I don't know what to do.
I'm roaming here and there for a shoulder to put my tired head on.
You knew I had no one, still, you didn't even care to sort things out this time.
My brain is so done, but my stupid heart isn't. It wants you. But no, not this time.
It's always the same; if I get angry over something, that thing is always so small for you. You always try to brush me off with that.
Why are you getting over that small thing? That wasn't small for me.
I am afraid to love again .
Bye.
I am suffering. I will continue to suffer, hoping I will get numb to that pain."
Don't know where this is going .
I want that person in my life ,
But not like this .
I know I am better of alone ,
Yet ,
Here I am overthinking.