Why

It's been a month since we last talk and you would think I'm feeling better, that I moved on with my life. But in all honestly, I'm feeling worse. Some days I feel alright, but whenever I'm feeling joy or happiness, I think of you. I think about how much I'd like to be spending those beautiful moments with you.

How am I supposed to move on when we didn't even get a closure? I told you that I thought it was best for me if we stopped seeing each other because our lives were way too much different. What you didn't get was that I wanted you to tell me it would be alright, that you would stop your stupid games and dangerous shit. But you didn't even try to argue or change my mind.

You played me and I believed you. The worst part is that I actually still believe in us, I still believe that one day you'll come around and tell me that you know how much you screwed up, that you'll forever try to make it up for me.

I guess you can say it's my fault that we don't talk anymore, but I did the right thing, I know it. But tell me, why does doing the right thing feel so wrong?