I saw someone who looked like you today, same height, same hair, same face, hell even your facial hair and dorky grin.
And I hate the fact a part of me, just for a moment, thought it was you.
6 years it's been since I fell in love with you, and it's never gone. Hard as I try it just won't go away. Why do you have to be in my head 24/7? I thought for a while I had gotten over you, but then you messaged me and it all came flooding back. I'm just glad I have no chance of running into you in person, because I'm sure my heart would break all over again.
I wish I could say you died, because then at least my heartbreak would be justified, but you're not. Instead you're fucking girls left right and center and get annoyed because I won't sext with you.
Why did you have to enter my life? Why did you have to take such a large part of my heart that makes it now so difficult to love anyone else.
I just wanted to cry on that train, not because he looked like you, but because he wasn't you.
Why do you have to have such a hold in my life? I still hug the teddy you gave me and keep everything you sent and I know you have to. Because despite all we've done and put each other through. We both still love each other unconditionally.
I'm glad we didn't kiss or I'd savour your taste even now. I'm glad we didn't hug because I'd miss your warmth every night.
I miss you enough without these problems added.
Why did you give up on us if you still love me? Was it because I fucked up too much? Or was the reason because I was no longer going to be a whore for you? Every time we talk that's all you ever seem to want.
Don't you understand? i'm not that way anymore.
No, you don't. I tried explaining it to you and you just got the huff with me. Yet I'll still forever run to you.
My kitten.
I hate the way I don't hate you, not even close, not even a little kit, not even at all...
