After everything we’ve been through I know he’s responsible for my heartbreak but I keep on blaming myself because I know I’d let him in if he comes back. I hate myself for not moving on, I’m trying but I can’t. Everything reminds me of him. The worst part is that we weren’t even together but we used to act like we were and suddenly he didn’t wanna act anymore but didn’t wanna be with me either. I can’t complain because we were attached nothing more.
