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I Actually Didn't Think About Him Today.
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.
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When he says he's not good but he literally teaches me how to play guitar, kisses my scars, makes cute little Keychains, has a stuffie, kisses my nose and wore his hoodie so it would smell like him when he gave it to me.
The only thing I was looking forward to is seeing him. But I don't know when that will even be.
Maybe never again.
Maybe I'm just dramatic.
But it feels like we'll never be together again...
I want to be back in his arms. I want to be with him.
He had a wild night and slept with someone. I shouldn't feel bad, because we are in an open relationship, and I'm not angry or jealous, but...
But like, I want to be enough for him.
I try to fill the void he left with anything that could kill me.
I'll die before letting myself fall in love again.
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.