He made me loose myself.
He made me loose who I was by loving me. By making me feel beautiful. By being the guy that every girl dreamed of having.
But what I didn't realize was that he didn't love me in that type of way. He wanted to make every girl feel feel beautiful. And he tried to be the guy that every girl deserved.
But now...I can't decide whether or not if I should hate him. Or if I should get some addiction to make me forget him. It feels like no one else understands. I'm tired of all the "it'll be okay's" , and the " you'll find someone better ", because I won't be okay. I won't wake up in the morning smelling roses...I'll be forcing myself out of bed wishing I didn't exist. And I can't imagine myself with anyone else. Haven't you ever gave something to someone, and know you could never get it back? It's the same thing. I gave him my heart, and now I'll never get it back. I'll never be able to feel like a princess.
I know you think I'm being dramatic, but he made me feel complete, and now I just feel...lost.
No one wants to go through life feeling lost.
