I wish you could completely forget someone. How bad is it that it’s coming to that point? I don’t want to forget everything we had, but it’s literally ruining me..beyond ruining me. It’s all I fucking think about. Why did you have to come back into my life…you don’t get to do that
WHAT THE FUCK.
“Did you say it? ‘I love you, I don’t ever want to live without you. You changed my life.’ Did you say it? Make a plan. Set a goal. Work toward it, but every now and then, look around; drink it in ‘cause this is it. It might all be gone tomorrow.”
These are the days I wish I could talk to you, like you used to drop everything for me. You were and always have been the only one I can talk to about this.
Lead on again and again. When will it stop? I hope this time is the last time, I really can’t deal with this anymore. Either I’m in your life or I’m not, I’m not a fucking toy