Hurt
My heart is dead right now.
"Thank you for curing me of my ridicious obsession with love"
My chest has never hurt like this before.
I have never felt a physical pain once a relationship died.
It doesn't matter anymore.
Because to him,
I am worthless.
I wish that he didn't think that.
I just want to go back to my good dream.
When I would spend the night, and he would make sure that we were touching the entire night.
When he would grunt when I rolled over to stretch.
How he held me.
How I held him.
I didn't feel fat and ulgy like I normally do.
It's over.
"Thank you for curing me of my ridicious obsession with love"
My chest has never hurt like this before.
I have never felt a physical pain once a relationship died.
It doesn't matter anymore.
Because to him,
I am worthless.
I wish that he didn't think that.
I just want to go back to my good dream.
When I would spend the night, and he would make sure that we were touching the entire night.
When he would grunt when I rolled over to stretch.
How he held me.
How I held him.
I didn't feel fat and ulgy like I normally do.
It's over.