So obviously I'm shit at not talking to you. So I'm going to try again to put it here instead of saying it to you. Because not getting a reply is heart breaking.
I keep reading the stuff you've written on here. And I just. Am sad that you most likely don't feel that way anymore. That you don't view me in the same light. That you're not afraid to hurt me anymore. That you don't want to be with me anymore. That you don't think the things you used to. Which isn't your fault. I did those things. But it just makes me sad to see how it used to be. How it isn't anymore. How much I fucked up. I had it all and now I have nothing. But it's not like I deserved any of it anyways. I always knew it was too good to be true.
