I hate missing you so much.
You broke my heart.
You destroyed me.
So, why do I still want you so bad?
Please. Make it stop.
You were brought to the forefront of my mind again the other night. I felt it all again. And still, I don't get it. Why me? What did I do so wrong to deserve what you did to me? Am I such a bad person? Why was I never enough for you? Why did you always want more?
I know I shouldn't think like this, but it's so hard not to.