Moved on….I think
I think I’ve moved on from you…time to time I still think of you..of us, but it hurts less. It doesn’t hurt as much anymore. I’m proud of that. I always thought that it would take a while for me to get over you but im moving on…I think!
3 Things I Need to Tell You:
It never stops hurting
I have nothing left in me
You were wrong"
I’ve found myself trying to forget all the horrible things you’ve ever done….:(
I never told you
I miss those blue eyes.
She can’t love you like I can.
I hate this!
You met one year ago…..
While we were still together….you lied. She fell in love with you.
It hurts. I can’t stand it anymore. I am so depressed. I hate her and I hate you for making me hate you.
Dude life sucks shit!
God, why do I hate that you’re so fucking happy with her?! I can’t stand it. I fucking can’t! It hurts and I don’t know what to do anymore!! Fuck!
There’s days that I wish you were with me instead….everything was better and we didn’t fight…I’m not okay..you know that…I don’t deserve this. I deserve you…nights like I drink, I wish you were taking care of me.
4 days of no stress and no thoughts. 4 days of well needed sleep. Also, 4 days of medication. I realized that the only time I got the sleep I needed was back when I was on the mental floor of the hospital. I woke up with no thoughts, stress free, and I was on medication.
Now, no matter how much sleep I get, it is never enough. I am also beyond stress, and my thoughts are negative again…
Michigan…where your dad lives…well, I’m glad you finally found the girl who makes you happy…and who completes you. I just hope she takes care of you.
I need to stop thinking about you…I need to stop looking on her Facebook and seeing if you guys broke up..I need to stop missing you. You deserve to be happy and so do I. I miss you terribly and I will always love you. You have my heart but I need it back..it hurts so much to wait or to miss you. You got what you wanted, you got me to suffer…I’m suffering and so are the people around me..enough. I don’t want to hurt anymore because I don’t know how long I can hold on. I have to let you go. I have to block her. I have to stop missing you and I have to stop thinking of you…I have to be numb. I have to be strong…