I thought I was in control by not replying to you. But it seems like you control me without knowing it.
You only make me cry as much as you used to make me happy..
Your messages don’t make me smile anymore.
Like a pendulum, we keep going back and forth.
How can my place be next to you, when you already have her next to you?
Because I’m going to lose my mind not talking to you..
When things are good, they are really good. But when they’re bad, you couldn’t possibly imagine how broken I am.
I want to talk to you every day, I want to see your face, I want you to be my best friend and maybe more. I want you on snapchat so I can see you and you see me.
Part of the email he sent me.
Why can’t I let go? I’m stronger than this. I’ve never felt so weak… why?
He made it sound like he was doing me a favour by saying “we can still be friends..”