April 21, still hurting.
I can’t sleep.
I barely eat.
I hurt all day, everyday.
Are you as sleepless?
Are you never hungry?
Are you in pain too?
You never look like it..
I swear every time I see you, you’re laughing.
It hurts me worse to see you happy that you left.
You love me, right?
RIGHT??
please please say yes…
I know that there isn’t a good chance that you’ll decide to come back…
I can’t help but hope.
I tried to make the decision to just get over you.
It felt like I had taken a knife, carved into my chest, tore apart my ribs, pushed my lungs aside, and ripped my heart from the arteries.
So I stopped trying.
I can give you all the time you need. Even though I will feel like a corpse. Because you have my heart and soul, and no one can live without those. But I can give you all the time, and all the space that you need…
Just please come back to me.
Please?
