I
know that when we are together we are like fire and gasoline...
But it feels so right... When we aren't I feel like I'm
missing a piece of myself. I can't ask for him to take me
back. That would be wrong... I try so hard to forget him... I
remind myself everyday that I broke up with him. At first it felt
like the right thing to do... But now i feel like I only did it
because things started to get a little tough. One of us always
breaks down after a month of no contact with each other... I
tried to erase him... But he always seems to come right back into
my thoughts or I find pictures I haven't deleted yet. Or he
texts me late at night saying it still hurts... I try to bury my
feelings.... But when I saw his number on my phone after not
talking to him for so long... All the feelings come bursting
through the surface and I can't breath... I love him. And
I'm just now realizing it.
But it's too late...
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