She lied to me.
She told me I would be okay without him.
She told me that he was hurting me and that I should let him go.
She told me I'd finally be happy.
But I'm not.
I'm not okay. And I'm not fine
I miss him and its fucking killing me.
The day I let him go I didn't really feel anything.
But as time went by, each day it just gets worse and worse and I can't take it anymore.
I need him. I want him. But I can't have him because I'm so fucking stupid.
And now I sit here, losing sleep.
Thinking about him.
Losing my mind because of it.
In fact I'm losing my sanity .
I didn't think he'd be this important to me.
I didn't think one person could tear down my walls so easily
I didn't think I'd ever fall in love with this dorky, cute, imperfect perfect bastard .
