And then you clasped your hands, your eyes staring at me intently with hurt, anger and sadness. Is it that painful? The way he torn your heart into pieces, the way he made you feel loved and left you feeling dead.
The way you write those words about him with your cold fingers and swollen eyes.
Is it that painful? When he left you with no explanations or maybe just a slight proof that he loved you.
Is it really that painful? That even being in love with someone else is not in your mind anymore Is it really because of him? That you already forgot how to love and be loved, that even trusting people is so hard for you now?
It's all because you chose to be like that? You chose to be broken and feel alone, you chose to think that you can't live without him.
It's always your choice if you want to be miserable. Your choice.