It shouldve ended the day he chose her over me.
It shouldve ended when he kissed me and then panicked and told me he just wanted to be friends.
It shouldve probably never begun.
Jesse Herzog
Okay, maybe its the coffee.
What do I do?
This heart trauma has gone on almost a year and thats far too long.
It shouldve ended the day he chose her over me.
It shouldve ended when he kissed me and then panicked and told me he just wanted to be friends.
It shouldve probably never begun.
I hate it down to the root of my being.
I hate myself for my weakness and him for his knowing duplicity.
I hate that I always circle back around somehow.
Love makes me incredibly stupid.
I need to accept the truth.
Its slapping me in the face and still I refuse it.
Ive never been good at letting go of what I want.
Then again, I dontwantto love him.
To bring him to me and open my eyes so I actually recognize him.
I beg all the time.
These little tastes of him make it all worse.
I cant get to know him and I cant forget him.
Its like slowly losing my sanity.
Just let me sleep.
This has no end game.
