To not be with the person you are in love with is one of the many things i struggle with daily.
To watch them be happy and content with a life that doesn’t involve me hurts.
To see them treat other girls the way i begged to be treated.
To be okay with the thought of not being with you.
How is it possible? How does it work?
I’m left here with questions unanswered and my thoughts flooding with memories.
Every word you spoke to me.
It drowns me and I can’t breathe.
The memories suffocate me until it’s **** near impossible to see.
I don’t understand it.