I shouldn’t be sad, I left. but I am. maybe it’s because I want someone to want me as bad as them. maybe I want to feel worth it to someone other than myself. but I know it’s just me at the end of the day, she has her friends, and I have a few just not with me, here. but I wanted to tell her all, but the way I was feeling while with her wasn’t right. I hated the way my heart felt, I hated feeling less than I was. something I just have to know is that I was worth more than how I was being treated. I just have to keep reminding myself of that. but I’ll always love her, just.. wish she loved me too.
