It's been exactly a week since you told me you didn't want to continue what we had. I thought what we had was something special. If you couldn't tell I really liked you, I loved you. A week ago is when my world came crashing down. I haven't been eating the same, I don't look the same, I don't feel the same, I feel numb, completely numb. When I was with you I felt alive, I was at my happiest & now? I'm at my lowest. Idk how I'm supposed to go through one more week of seeing you and not being able to kiss you or hug you. I miss holding your hand, your perfect sculpted hands that would always be cold, it was my job to warm them up. I bet they're cold right now, let me hold them.
