roses in the wintertime ✓

to him

you've affected me in ways you'll never know of.

i don't think you realised that every insult you threw at someone forced me to change myself just so you wouldn't think so badly of me too.

i don't think you realised i cried myself to sleep so many times when you told me you found someone else.

you know, you made me feel beautiful. you made me happy with myself. you made me feel complete after being broken for so long

but now that you've left the rain hosed down the glue you supplied me and now it's just me, broken and alone.

i don't think i love you anymore.
it's been like that for a few months now.

i mean when i see you my heart doesn't stop—it just speeds up.
when you touch me there's no sparks
and when you stare at me i just look away.

you've hurt me so many times i don't remember what it felt like to love you. because whenever everyone asks me what happened to us i don't even know what to say.

because how can i admit that the only thing i remember you gave me was the tears streaming down my face?

i mean i loved you. but now you're just another face.

and i thank you for that.