To my favorite person in the
know things are over, and I know that means I don't get to
create new memories with you. I know I have told you not to talk
to me again, but everyday I talk to you, sometimes in whispers,
sometimes in sobs, but everyday I do. I know a lot of things now
and one of them is how incredibly I miss you, but how that alone
is not a great enough incentive to get us to talk again anymore.
I know what we had was special and invaluable, and I know it
because I know a lot of people, a hell of a lot of them, and
still nothing makes up for the fact that we won't get to
stroll around aimlessly together anymore. I know I am sad, I can
feel it everyday as I lay my head down to sleep, and I know why I
am so, but I also know that I have tried with all my heart for
the both of us and it went in vain. I know what would feel good
and what is right to do, and it aches me that this time they are
two completely different things. I know I had you. I know I lost
you.I know things are sh|tty. I know it's aready been a
while. I know I should've been feeling better. BUT I AM
NOT.And that's okay, or at least that's what they say.
The one thing I DON'T know is whether this will end up being
just a break or a good-luck-in-another-lifetime kind of thing.
And it's scary how I DON'T know which of them would be a
better option. I DON'T know why I'm writing this as well,
but I guess if I ever figure out why I still talk to you in my
head everyday, I'll figure out the rest of this.