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Cried About Him Today Again.
Cried about him today again.
All the things he said, did he mean them?
Does he still mean them?
Can I ever stop wondering if he just lied to me the whole time or if he actually meant it?
What the fuck?
I want to talk with him.
I miss him.
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More Posts from Burned0utstar
Chilling in the closed off ward🤟🏻
I wanted us to last.
I wanted to actually try and maybe even succeed.
I wanted to be with him.
I wanted to not be the only one who fell.
I actually didn't think about him today.
Which is funny and good I think.
But now that I do think about him again, I still miss him.
But it hurts less.
And I am less angry too.
It's funny how love changes things.
His shirt was my favorite item, now it's just a shirt, not even a pretty one.
I am not repulsed by it, but I don't feel the need to wear it like it's an eternal hug.
I am always the second choice.
Always.
For ever everyone else will be chosen before me. Everyone else is better.
Why can't someone choose me?
Why doesn't anyone love me?
Someone please love me like I love them.
Please?