i try to avoid looking at our texts.
they only remind me of why i never answered you.
they remind me of when you betrayed me.
and still, somehow, the thought of you makes me ache for you more.
i hate myself because i still care.
i hate myself because even when i should be angry at you,
i could never be angry at what i always knew was true:
i was never going to be the only woman in your eyes.
i knew you longed for more,
and for some reason i thought i could have been enough.
just one person, me, enough for you -
it's on me for believing something so false.
the truth: i DO miss you. i think about you everyday.
i miss the "i miss you's."
i especially miss hearing your deep, tender voice.
you always knew you were my favorite sound.
you were becoming my favorite person...
until you weren't.
i do miss all of you. i miss it all.
i still think about every moment.
i haven't been able to read our book. it's too much for one person to carry alone. that's why i liked having you around - you kept me company. we both know two people helping each other is better than one person doing it alone. that's why it worked. that's why WE worked.
we didn't know each other for that long but for some reason you have an affect on me.
i hope you miss me as much as i do you,
but if you don't -
then i don't want to know.
i don't want to believe that it isn't true now and that there's potential it wasn't true before.
you'll always be on my mind until i finally give up on you.
but for now,
i'll remember you enough until i don't anymore.
Dec 27, 2025
Dec 27, 2025 at 6:57 PM UTC
i try to avoid looking at our texts.
they only remind me of why i never answered you.
they remind me of when you betrayed me.
and still, somehow, the thought of you makes me ache for you more.
i hate myself because i still care.
i hate myself because even when i should be angry at you,
i could never be angry at what i always knew was true:
i was never going to be the only woman in your eyes.
i knew you longed for more,
and for some reason i thought i could have been enough.
just one person, me, enough for you -
it's on me for believing something so false.
the truth: i DO miss you. i think about you everyday.
i miss the "i miss you's."
i especially miss hearing your deep, tender voice.
you always knew you were my favorite sound.
you were becoming my favorite person...
until you weren't.
i do miss all of you. i miss it all.
i still think about every moment.
i haven't been able to read our book. it's too much for one person to carry alone. that's why i liked having you around - you kept me company. we both know two people helping each other is better than one person doing it alone. that's why it worked. that's why WE worked.
we didn't know each other for that long but for some reason you have an affect on me.
i hope you miss me as much as i do you,
but if you don't -
then i don't want to know.
i don't want to believe that it isn't true now and that there's potential it wasn't true before.
you'll always be on my mind until i finally give up on you.
but for now,
i'll remember you enough until i don't anymore.
jayden kiriago