It sucks when all I can think of right now is YOU, our memories together. Fun times, and even those times when I got hurt because of you (this is one of those). This isn’t right, I know. You’re the worst person to love. You broke my heart multiple times and yet I still love you with all my heart. I hate that I have so many “what ifs”. I hate the fact that only you can bring me that much happiness. I hate the fact that there are other guys who’re trying to win me, and yet, it’s still you that I want. I love you too much. I’m sorry if I chose to let you go, You know that I’m just doing the right thing. Stop begging me to stay because I might lose my wisdom and go back. Baby, I love you. If things weren’t the same, and we were in a different situation, you know I’d fight for you. We both have to be strong. We both must accept that we’re not meant to be. I love you very much, bye.

I wish people told me more often that they cared about me because sometimes I just feel so lonely. I just want to make people happy and I try my hardest to but sometimes it just isn’t enough. Sometimes I’m just not enough. I wish I was. I wish I was enough, especially for you because you are so wonderful.

I need someone to help me. I'm falling through every crack. I'm forgetting to breathe; my lungs don't burn and my heart doesn't ease; the dots in the front of my eyes are the only things begging for life.

I'm becoming wreckless. I'm doing things for cheap thrills, but nothing compares to you.

I'm sick of everything I've become.

I wish I was still with you. I wish I was good enough for you. I'm not. But someone will come along who truly cares eventually. I'm never going to settle again.

I think I'm falling now. Falling from what I believed. I think I'm sinking through something. I hope I don't just hit the bottom and start over, again.

I don't know whether this is anger or emptiness. I don't know anything anymore

Yeah, I AM happy. And yes, I still do NOT like you. Not necessarily hate, but something along the lines of disgust and regret. Still, every night I leave my phone under my pillow. I want you to call me. I want you to tell me I’m beautiful and you miss me. Mostly, I want to mean something to you, even if I’m the messup in your mind. I want you just to tell me. I’ll wait forever; you still have your ringtone.

As much as you completely hurt me, I can’t seem to let go. No matter how hard I try, I just go running back to try and get what we used to have. Until I realized that all you are doing is hurting me…but I don’t think even that will keep me away from you.