I lost a best friend when I lost you. I miss the company, I miss the conversation, I miss comfort. I don't miss the pain, I don't miss the fighting. I don't miss you. I didn't lose you, I lost a piece of me.
I don't feel the same because of you. It's like I can feel your shadow lingering and watching me, I don't want to be you. I'm so scared of turning into you and hurting someone I love the way you hurt me.