It's been a year since we have seen each other and everyday I have to tell myself "You'll be okay." Without you I don't know what the hell I'm doing. I try my best to forget about you, but it's like I have a one-track mind and it's on constant repeat, a sad song that never ends. I remember I used to listen to love songs and think they were pathetic. Now I understand what they mean. Sometimes I have to remind myself that what we had was nothing but friendship, yet somehow I twist it in my mind and think we meant more to each other. When you held my hand, did your heart flutter, too? When I grabbed your waist and pulled you into me, did you feel your whole body float?
It hurts more than anything to know I wasn't enough to keep you here especially when we needed each other the most. People told you lies and you fell for them, and even though I comforted you for months on end, it wasn't enough. Trying my best to mend your heart, make you happy, give you your space if you needed it. I was exaughsted. So when you came to me to tell me your leaving, I gave up. I let you go and I regret that now. I should have begged you to stay, make a compromise with you, tell you anything you wanted to hear. Now I'm here alone with an empty space in my heart and no one to fill it. I will never be the same again and it's all because of you.