People tell me that I'll be ok because I was fine without him before, so I'll be fine without him now. Well that's not true because I wasn't fine without him before. I survived, but I hated myself and I didn't think anyone would ever love me. So, don't tell me I can be happy without him because I can't and never will be the type of happy that I was with him ever again. I don't want to forget him because he was the one who made me feel good about myself but at the same time I don't want to remember him because it hurts too much.
Because Love Leaves a Black Hole when it dies, and there's nothing but emptiness inside.
May 5, 2014
May 5, 2014 at 11:08 PM UTC
People tell me that I'll be ok because I was fine without him before, so I'll be fine without him now. Well that's not true because I wasn't fine without him before. I survived, but I hated myself and I didn't think anyone would ever love me. So, don't tell me I can be happy without him because I can't and never will be the type of happy that I was with him ever again. I don't want to forget him because he was the one who made me feel good about myself but at the same time I don't want to remember him because it hurts too much.
Because Love Leaves a Black Hole when it dies, and there's nothing but emptiness inside.
