I will never understand why you chose this path. Not after how we opened up with each other. Not after the feelings you said you felt. The dreams we spoke into existence. The wishes. The hopes. Those were ours if only for a moment. until you put them out like they were nothing.
None of your actions proved that any of it was real.
But I believed it. I believed it with my entire body. Every nerve, every muscle, every drop of blood, every fat cell. It was real to me.
It breaks my heart to accept that our invisible string is cut. I don’t want that. I want our connection. I still feel you. Even now, from miles and miles away. I probably alway will.
But I can’t do this anymore. I can’t keep handing you my feelings, my hopes, my love. Only to have the the world pulled out from under me again. I miss you. I hate you. I love you. Fuck.
