Do you ever hear the statement “no one will love you like a Borderline?” We would constantly argue about who loved each other more but in reality I never lost. I never stopped. my heart has been in the same place since the last day we talked and i don’t know why. The months following our break up felt like my heart was ripped out of my chest. it felt like I was being stabbed repeatedly every single day in the place where my heart once was. I felt like I lost my whole world. I felt worthless. I felt discarded, even though i was the one that was walking away. 90% of borderline personality disorders symptoms disappear when someone is solitary from love. all I crave is love so why does it have to be such a curse? why must I destroy everything i touch? why must I crumble the skyscrapers of our future to the point of no return? i mourn my past present and future. why must my love be such a chore? and if God is watching, why won’t he step in?
how must I move on whilst my body longs to rot?