Lost in translation

Okay, there's something I need to get off my chest, I hate not being with you, not being wanted by you. I hate looking at your Instagram profile and not seeing my name and our date, I hate that our date, is nothing now, just a day that marks a mistake. I hate not waking up in the morning to a "good morning beautiful" text like before, I miss who we were when we were together. I was a better person, not consumed in society's toxins. We were absolutely perfect together wether you think that or not. I love you. More then anything, and saying good bye is going to kill me.