i feel empty. i try not to go back to that night when you said your love wasn't real, or at least the love i wanted you to give me.
i tried to fight the tears back as i reread your text, as i try to cope with the feeling of heartbreak, as i try to bare in mind all the i love yous you said not longer than an hour ago.
was i never enough? im not enough? i didnt meet your expectations? did i do something wrong? where did i go wrong?
nevertheless, i still love you.
