I used to miss him so much it hurt, so much I could feel it on my skin, so much I felt completely empty, so much it kept me awake, so much I could cry,
and I did
and I'm not sorry for that
The heartbreak hit the hardest on the third day, and it shook me up more than I knew it could, I didn't think I would ever feel so broken
and I did
and I'm not ashamed of that anymore
Wanting someone so much, it stings is the most exhilarating madness I've ever known
There is something that makes you whole, when you're with someone like that
but loneliness is a cold heartbreaker, and it leaves you breathless and bruised
It takes every bit of logic from you, its the kind of madness that you cannot write yourself out of
And for a while he was my favorite person, and all I ever wanted to do was kiss him
for a while he was someone I could not let go of
Mar 7, 2014
Mar 7, 2014 at 11:47 PM UTC
I used to miss him so much it hurt, so much I could feel it on my skin, so much I felt completely empty, so much it kept me awake, so much I could cry,
and I did
and I'm not sorry for that
The heartbreak hit the hardest on the third day, and it shook me up more than I knew it could, I didn't think I would ever feel so broken
and I did
and I'm not ashamed of that anymore
Wanting someone so much, it stings is the most exhilarating madness I've ever known
There is something that makes you whole, when you're with someone like that
but loneliness is a cold heartbreaker, and it leaves you breathless and bruised
It takes every bit of logic from you, its the kind of madness that you cannot write yourself out of
And for a while he was my favorite person, and all I ever wanted to do was kiss him
for a while he was someone I could not let go of
we were crazy about each other, we really were, and that was not a mistake.
