Alone in our house. Isolating in a quite room. Feeling so hurt, knowing what's going on echoes in my head and it's loud. I wanna scream and pout. She seems to be happier, I seem to be feeling crappier.
"What'd you wanna eat? What are we watching"
Me: " just put on the norm"
Always knowing what to eat and drink together with out communicating. I'm laying in bad alone feeling my darling deteriorating.
"I love you honey eeeeeeeeeee, he kissed me"
(Reality)
sob "**** what do i do?"
I need you now, I'm freaking out. But I've got to let you be happy. I'm no longer a happy memory. Feels like you wanna forget about me.
"Oh kissed a smile bbbbiiiitch"
(Reality)
Heavy breathing with a sob
"Why doesn't she love me anymore? Does she mean it anymore when she says it?"
I'm replaying the times we had, cherished every kiss with some cute notes pressed to my lips. Clinging on to clothes because they smell like home. The last time i hugged her my teats grazed her cheek. Since then she hardly wanted to speak. Don't blame her now, I'm a ******* wreck and i wouldn't wanna speak to me neither. It's what happens when the past me is defined as a cheater.
giggles*
"You're handsome, MINE"
sigh
"Hehe he kissed me"
(Reality)
I just wish she'd love me the way i still love her. Impossible to let go. I'm laying in bed drowing my pillow. Singing the love songs we use to sing too. Now I'm crying and sobbing because it's now something I'm a always do thinking of you.