Me- “why do you keep bringing me up into conversation?”
Him- “maybe because you were a big part of my life for a ******* year Taylor”
And that’s when it hit me
He’s hurting

I keep portraying myself like I’m really actually ok and I’m getting over everything
But once I’m alone I realize I’m not ok and I keep telling myself I am but when no one is around I get to thinking and I’m not ok and I wish I could express how I feel to you and I know I can’t and it just
Hurts

It’s 11:24 in the morning and it’s taking all of me not to text you good morning
And tell you how much I love you
And tell you I miss the taste of your lips
And the feeling of your arms wrapped around me
And your scent when I dig my face into your chest
To tell you I’m heartbroken would be an understatement
I’m completely crushed
You said you still loved me and you didn’t want to do this.
You cried
I hyperventilated on the side of the street as you held me and told me to calm down before I made myself sick.
I didn’t care, let me get sick
You were leaving me
I still love you and care about you a ton and I’m always here, I’m never leaving you said to me that night
But I want you back
I did nothing wrong
Please
I miss you.

What if you tell someone to dream big but they can’t because they can’t dream the dream they want to dream because they have these monsters in their head, shredding their dreams and giving them unforgettable nightmares.

But so what?

Dreams are overrated anyways.

Show me you care
Show me you love me
Show me all the things you say
I need actions, not words