Here I am; crying over you.
I can't stop thinking about you.
That's all that is on my mind.
Just you.
I really am a mess. You don't seem to understand that. I already told you that I have these mood swings and I overthink too much when I care.
But, the main questions I have for you are:
Do you even care anymore?
Was I just an object to you?
What did I do wrong?
Was I too emotional?
What happened to the feelings you said you had for me?
Was I just a waste of your time?
Was it even real?
I think that I love you..
Isn't it sad that I can write about you, but I can't say these things to your face?
I'll just keep crying over you.
You probably won't even notice.
YOU ARE READING
Let's Run Away From Reality, Darling.
DiversosThoughts/Feelings/Scenarios/Random stuff. Some days, I just feel like writing because it tends to lift the weight off of my shoulders. Some chapters may be inappropriate for younger audiences. Enjoy. :)
