You. You filled my heart with love. You showed me what real love looks like and I'd never seen thay before. You made me whole
Now I cant even look at your name on my phone without a well of tears trying to break the damn and roll home to you. My heart longs for your hugs.. but you won't give them. The scars on me beg to be reopened and I cant silence them any longer. You stop the voices telling me I'm not enough. Now you're gone they're louder than ever and I cant help but to listen. They make valid points. Like why would you leave if I wasn't good enough?
Now when I think of you my heart shatters. Like glass falling and breaking into tiny pieces and I cant find them all to put me back together. I guess this isn't meant to be.
I feel incomplete and I cant help but think that if I stopped existing, would anyone even care? Would they notice? You wouldn't. I know that.
I guess I just need to heal but I don't know hoe. You've been with me for what feels like forever and now that you're not? Who's going to tell me to stop stressing? Who is going to tell me I matter? Because I sure as hell won't.
Even as i write this, the letters on my screen don't even look like letters. Just blurry lines that I can't recognise.