The day you left me is still painfully vivid in my head. / Every love song and sad song reminds me of you. Every single one. / I think about the way you smile when you laugh. I think about it a lot. / Do you ever think of me? Like really think of me? / I watch and read a lot of things that will make me cry because I’m so sick of crying about you. / You’ve been a part of my everyday thoughts for so long now. I don’t think I can shake you out of my head anymore. / I’ve run out of reasons to forget you so now I’m just making up reasons to talk to you. / I loved you too much. Sometimes I’m scared that I still do. / You keep texting me for all the wrong reasons and in some twisted way, they seem right. / I like to think that we “made love” that night, but god knows you just ****** me ‘cause you could. / Stop messing with my head and just tell me how much I annoy you and how you don’t want me in your life unless I’ll ******* when you’re lonely. Just tell me these things over and over so that I can finally hate you and let go. / You took me and you shook out all the fiery passion I had in me and I bet you used it to just light your **** cigarettes that don’t even give you buzzes anymore. / One day you’re going to be belting out broadway tunes around the house that you bought with your wife and I can’t bear to think any further than that.
Found a bunch of thoughts I had written down when I was heartbroken two and a half years ago. Quite interesting to re-encounter the hurt, weak person I was back then.