Today is your birthday and I've found myself multiple times thinking of you and wishing I could be with you even though I know it's bad and that we're over.
I found myself wishing that you got a new phone and new number and you would text me since I have your number blocked, I wished you would get a new phone so you could text me and beg for forgiveness. To tell me you're sorry and you know you fucked up and I hate myself for that so much.
In my heart I don't want you to do that because I know if you did I'd go back to you in a heartbeat and get hurt yet again. Maybe my mind and heart know you're no good for me, but my soul on the other hand doesn't care. It yearns for you.
