my pillows smell sweet
Well, here I am. Yet again. Broken hearted as ever.
What I want to say:
"I told you this would happen. You are breaking my heart, and you know it. How come you never talk to me about it? Why are we like this? We are certainly the most ineffectual communicators sometimes. But I also really like talking to you. We are a rather unfortunate pair. I miss you. I wish you loved me."
I want to get over you. But my heart feels like it is exploding right now. It is painful. It is making it hard to forget you and move on.
What I want to say:
"I told you this would happen. You are breaking my heart, and you know it. How come you never talk to me about it? Why are we like this? We are certainly the most ineffectual communicators sometimes. But I also really like talking to you. We are a rather unfortunate pair. I miss you. I wish you loved me."
I want to get over you. But my heart feels like it is exploding right now. It is painful. It is making it hard to forget you and move on.