you told me i was what you were looking for
do you tell her the same thing?

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@wordsleftinsidemyhead
you told me i was what you were looking for
do you tell her the same thing?
Moving on but the scars aren't healing
i fell hard. i broke harder. you showed me what hurt felt like and forced me to learn how to heal. two and a half years later, i can say that i'm okay. but sometimes i remember you leaving.
you cheated on me.
and now i cheat myself out of opening up to anyone else for fear that they will do the exact same thing you did.
i thought you were my soulmate, not the one who would crush my soul.
it's the what could've been that has a death grip on my heart and keeps me from moving on
how many times will i have to tell myself i'm over you for it to actually be the truth?
because i'm still in love with you and i'm holding onto a hope that one day you'll leave her like you left me.
i still see your silhouette when i dream
i wake up hurting, knowing that you aren't with me
even when i'm blacked out i still think about you
what if i never get over you?
somebody teach me how to heal
You know the problem with pursuing nothing but pure euphoria all the time? You get a lot of great highs, but each one is followed by drastically low lows. The problem is also compounding because everytime you get high, you need to go higher next time to have that same feeling. Eventually you get too high and you crash too low and you don't want to feel anything.
i start feeling like myself again, finding joy in life and finally thinking i can be happy without you.
then you text me out of the blue to remind me that i'm not over you.
was i too much? or not enough?
seems i never learned
that bridges always burn
anytime someone asks me, "what's your biggest regret?"
i tell them, "i live my life with no regrets; everything that happened has gotten me where i am today and i am so grateful for that."
but right before i answer, it's your face that flashes through my mind.
so no, time doesn’t heal all wounds. you just learn to live with scars.