Never thought
I never thought it would hit me this hard. It’s been a year since I lost you. It’s been a year since I last saw your face. I shouldn’t love you anymore. Not the way that I did. To be honest I will always love you. You were toxic. You were a drug in my veins that I couldn’t quit. But then you left. How was I supposed to cope with that loss? How was I supposed to move on? I was fine until I met you. I was dealing with my demons. Now it the anniversary of when I lost you. You thought that I was too good for you. In fact everyone did. I didn’t care. I just wanted you. Now I don’t have you. I don’t know how I was able to keep the friends that I did. Because most of them knew you before they met me. They were your friends not mine. I don’t know how I was able to just move on when right now I feel like it’s the end of the world. Like I want to end my world. I haven’t written anything to you since the week that I left. I thought that maybe I was getting better. Perhaps not. It doesn’t matter anyway. I haven’t heard a word from you since then. I wasn’t trying to change you, you know? I was just trying to love you. You hurt me in ways that no other has done...but I still love you. I don’t think I will ever stop. The least you could do is let me move on.















