You broke my heart so bad and no matter how many years pass I can not seem to forget it.
I’m married now, kids, the works. I love him so much but it’s still you that haunts me.
It is because of you that I appreciate him.it’s because of you that it took me so long to trust him.
I never wanted to love again. I cried every single day. I’ve never stopped thinking about you.
I loved you so much. I love him more. He loves me more. You never really loved me, at least, that’s what I tell myself. I still dream of you, have nightmares of you but it’s not really you.
In fact, I barely remember your face. I’ve erased your voice, your laugh, the way you kiss but I remember how you made me feel, the way your fingertips grazed my arm as I fell asleep in your thin toned arms. I hate you but somehow I love you and it makes me hate myself when you cross my mind. You never think of me. I know that you don’t but somewhere in the deepest, darkest, most self- loathing part of your brain, I’m there. I hate you and I always will but I’ll love you, forever.