I remember this feeling of heartache. I remember it all too well. I never thought you would be the one to gift me this misery. Now I’m in a position where I don’t know which way is up, which way is down. I am numb. I can’t even feel my heart anymore. I am slipping into who I once was and I feel disgusting. Why don’t you want me anymore? I just want us to fix it instead of walking away. Are we going to take some time and then fix it? Are you just saying we’re taking a break to spare my feelings? I’m already hurting so if you’re actually done, just rip off the bandaid. I’d do anything for you, anytime, anywhere. I miss you. Whatever is going on in your head is a small battle, I just wish you’d let me help you fight it.










