its been seven months and i still think about you everyday.
i wish you would talk to me.
i think about how immature and young i was. i wasn’t ready for a relationship and i pulled you into ours thinking it was what i needed. that wasn’t fair. and i’m at it all over again with someone else but i can’t help but think of you everyday.
i want to wish you the best and happiness from the bottom of my heart, but i can’t help but think i have a role in that.
but this is how i know i haven’t fully moved on. if i see you with someone else, i know i’d react so negatively.
i have to keep telling myself i’m fine, just to convince myself that i am.