I'm extremely
happy to have
learned how to
keep my head
high and keep
looking forward
rather than
looking behind
me and seeing
your face
which is
far gone in
the past.

It's
disgusting
that I crave
it.
I want it to
stop the
emotional
pain
and replace
it with
physical.
I crave
the feeling.
I'm sick.

I loved you.
Keyword:
loved.
Past tense.
I used to love
you, that is the
conclusion I have
drawn.
But just like the
love I had for you
then,
you are also no
longer apart of me.

I can't help
but smile
every time
I see you
smile, but
my heart
can't help
but ache.
It is as if
it is killing
me slowly
since it's
just another
reminder that
I cannot have
you.

do not compare.
do not do it.
you will regret it
and it will only
make you sick.
Make yourself
good enough
for you and
no one else,
because in
the end that
is all that
matters.

"I love you."
"I love you too."
These were the
words we once
exchanged, but
are now just a
blur.
And oh how I
wish I could  
hear your
voice and feel
your heartbeat,
just to know if
you meant it
as much as I
did.

Why had she
kept trying...?
Was the question
she was constantly
asked.
She always laughed
and shook her head.
The answer was
obvious she thought.
You don't just give
up on the one you
love that easily...
because you're
still holding
onto the hope
that one day
they will
love you
again.