It sucks because I text you at the worse times and expect you to say, "Don't worry I'll keep texting." like usual.
Since I left though you haven't said that. You're always too busy, and when I hear about you from friends they all tell me the same thing.
"He's been ignoring people."
"He hasn't really left this house."
Or even,
"He says he's just busy but you were his reason to do anything."
Was I? Was I really your only reason to do anything? Or were they just feeding me lies to keep me happy?
Maybe both.
Doesn't matter. What does matter is that one of these days you're going to text and I won't be there to answer.
Not because I'm dead, or without wifi, or even just without something to text you. It'll be because I won't want to. i won't want to so then I won't get hurt anymore. So then, I will slowly learn to live without you, my love. Without tears, and heartache. Without all my late night crying fests, and tear soaked pillows after it all. Without staring at my reflection in the mirror and imagining your arms loosely wrapped around me. And most especially without
You.
-Remember me the once loved ; )
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Thoughts Of the Once Loved
Não Ficção"Even in the light my dark mind will always surround you, because you saved me from myself. Because even while everyone else was too busy with their own lives you were there every step of the way not knowing what I was feeling. Not knowing what I wa...
