promise || p.jm

생각만 커져가

"and i break myself down with these thoughts."

i still love her.

sometimes i wonder, if she still loves me.

or if she ever really loved me at all.

i highly doubt it.

she was the one who left me after all.

but...

did i do something wrong?

was i not good enough?

i wish i knew the answers to these questions that burn through my brain and embody themselves as part of me.