I’m not sure what to do. I lost you. you were all mine this morning and then by the time the stars were out it was like everything that happened between was erased from your mind, and I was nothing to you. I hate this feeling. I hate being alive, but I am forcing myself to see through the pain. for. you. this is all for you.
Feb 3, 2019
Feb 3, 2019 at 12:47 AM UTC
I’m not sure what to do. I lost you. you were all mine this morning and then by the time the stars were out it was like everything that happened between was erased from your mind, and I was nothing to you. I hate this feeling. I hate being alive, but I am forcing myself to see through the pain. for. you. this is all for you.