we don't talk at all anymore. not talking to you does make my life easier but hell, it will never make it better. i love you and i understand. we screw up each other's lives too much. we can't even be friends because we had gone too deep and loved too strong. we fucked up too much. and i don't know how to be happy for you. all i want is for you to be happy but i still want to be the reason why.
