| I hate this feeling. I feel worthless, replaced, not good enough, not beautiful enough, and not MYSELF! I sit here thinking " why me?!" or actually " why not me?" UGH! I wish everything was okay. I thought everything was getting better until suddenly, it got worse. I used to be able to handle this and not have my feelings take the best of me, but now they are. I thought I was going to be fine. My feelings only got stronger and I'm sitting here unhappy with everything. This is my fault. I shouldn't do this to myself, but I can never let go. You can't help how you feel or who you love for that matter. I shouldn't hide my feelings FROM MYSELF or allow myself to think that everything is normal. If it doesn't feel right, it probably isn't. I feel horrible. I can't get over this or you. I feel this way all because of another person and you should never allow anyone to fill up such a huge spot in your head. It's not right to allow yourself to let someone control your emotions this much. This is now my fault. I could have stopped this, right? Now I think, maybe not because if I could have I would have. I'm where I am for a reason. I just wish it was me, not her. Was I really ever that bad? I gave everything I could have given. I'm so sick of giving my all to someone who thinks it is funny to keep me around. Don't make me wait just because you know I will. Don't toy with my heart and mess with my brain, because you're leaving me with a scar. I cannot help it, ugh. I can't stand it and it is really killing me. You are happy and I am not. I always loved you and I do want you to be happy. I am glad that you are, but when will it be my turn. Would it kill you to see me with someone else? Sometimes, I really do think you still think about me. I don't want to hurt you. But, I think all the damage is probably done. I should just let go.
I FEEL LONELY
Will I ever get over this? Will I ever find something better? Will I ever fill this void? Will I ever be happy and move on?
I just want to keep you forever, but it's done.
I am a complete mess when you're gone.





what do you really think of me?
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