sometimes i look at random people on the train or walking down the street and wonder about their day or what they had for breakfast or where they grew up and if they’re having a good or a bad day and i wonder if people do the same to me
and then they leave. and you find out that you might actually NEED that person now. that somehow everything even the smallest little things, even the rain reminds you of them. Weeks go by and you hope they realize what you had together and come back, but they dont. Months go by and you still cry every night even though they’ve moved on. Sure, you’ve tried. You’ve done things with other people but when you lay down at night that SAME person who was your world is still on your mind and in your tears. You try so hard to talk to them and make things right but they don’t even read your messages. You don’t know if it’s because they put up a wall and dont want to show they miss you, or if it’s just they actually hate you know. You sit up until 4 in the mornings some nights and wonder why your BEST wasn’t good enough, because the person you gave your best to, has left. You want to wait and see if they will ever come back, but the waiting is to hard. It’s too hard knowing you were meant to be, but not being. Love fucking sucks.
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