I let her touch me in ways no one could. I let her tell me the things i’ve always wanted to hear. and i told her the things i never mentioned to anyone, including my deepest darkest secrets, until she left me, once i got diagnosed with heart problems. she just left once felt it was too much, she never looked back. and thats what hurt the most.
I cried enough, not because i hated her, its the exact opposite, i hated the way i still love her after everything she did to me and after she left. i still smell her, think about her, dream and day dream about her. and i still love her. and there’s no absolute f****** reason way i couldn’t. cause i tried dating again, but it never felt the same like when i was with her. its like im incapable of love. idk what to do.
