Why did it turn out this way?
I’m alone, horny, and bitter.
I can’t stand how you found happiness.
But thats what I wanted all that time ago.
I’ve always have been a masochist at heart.
What destroyed me had felt so good in the moment.
It’s almost funny really.
I’m breathing but still far from truly living.
Yet your just damn full of life and energy.
But I know if I relived it over I would still make the same choices.
Because I always loved you way more than me.