December 17, 2014

I used to think break ups were overrated bullshit, not that I haven’t had my fair share of them. I have. This time it’s no different. I’m sad hurt and in pain. Nights are longer than day, and soon it just falls into a routine and fucks your clock up completely. I don’t want to be like this. I wish I was more confident and knew what to do about this. I don’t. All I know is I love him, I love him so much. And he knows too, but it’s over and I have to accept it. But how can I ? when it’s all I want. Normally I’d have my friends for support at times like these, but this time it’s a little bit difficult since all of them remind me of him as well. He’s gotten used to them and decided to keep in touch with them. So I’m kinda on my own here. Trying to stuff down the pain, insecurities and doubts. Nothing works, some days I’m really doing well and the next I just wanna call him all the time and tell him to come back. Which is insane but that’s no surprise since I’m insane too. Literally, everyone knows.