“She smiled too much. It was creepy.”
“When we met, he had a beard. After about a month, he shaved it and I realized underneath that beard he looks like a prepubescent boy. Like…I didn’t sign up to date Benjamin Button.”
“I had a list of multiple different friends or family members I could text when I was really missing her. So I always had someone to rely on when I felt like I was about to cave and call/text her, but it was a rotation of people so none of them ever got sick of hearing me whine.”
After you, I learned that sometimes being alone is less lonely than being with someone who does not care. I realized that just because you no longer love me did not mean I couldn’t as well.
The truth is, love blinds us. Love blinds everyone because everyone is its victim.
We will forever stay an almost and I think that hurts the most.
For anyone going through a breakup right now, I do not mean to be a pessimist, but it’s going to get a lot of worse before it gets better.
I need me. I need to come first. I need to take care of me, before I can take care of anyone else
I’m sorry I had to leave. I couldn’t lie to you or myself anymore. God knows, I tried to love you, but how could I, when I couldn’t even love myself?
He supports who I am and what I love to do. He has never criticized my writing, but encouraged me to continue to push boundaries and explore my mind even further.