The people I have loved in my life have never been easy to love. I’m not used to normal. I’m used to disaster.
I never told you I loved you but I sure as hell did and when you decided your time was better spent alone rather than with me it ended my life before I even had the choice to make myself and I’m crying again and my mom doesn’t know it’s for the same reason it was 3 months ago but who the hell has the nerve to end a relationship the way you did and why did you choose to take me into your arms then push me back out before I was ready to face the world without you
I fucking hate you for loving me then leaving me and I never even told you how I felt