Call it hypocritical or just plain sad, but I don’t know if I will ever be able to give my body the respect I know it deserves. It is like no matter what I do I will never be satisfied.
But whenever they tell you that you will find this love again know that actually, you will not.
You can only run for so long before everything catches up with you.
Through you, I learned more than just the happiness love can bring to you.
Why would you make me believe I actually meant something to you, like I was special, when all you were doing was collecting girls in different cities so you could live your best life while you uprooted theirs.
I want to believe so badly that everything we had was real, but now I am not so sure if any of this adds up.
I hope you can become more willing to give yourself what you need, not what you feel like you should want.
Life has seemed like more of a battle than a blessing lately, and every time you finally seem to make a breakthrough, life only seems to knock you back down.
Feelings change every day, and there is nothing wrong with that.
We have to do better.