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Being in love with someone with someone who wont love you back hurts so much.
Every time i think of him my stomach whirls, my throat thickens, my heart wrenches. What hurts so much is that he wanted me too... and it was in the palm of my hand and then ripped away. It was like a tease of what i can never have. Its cruel. I cannot think of him without feeling these aches inside these places i didnt even know i had, my heart feeling like it may burst inside of my chest, my eyes welling up with tears, my mind whirling to an incognitive incoherent cocophony of sorrow and longing.
Living my life knowing hes living his without me, not even thinking about me, while i dote on him and evey action i take... every step i take, every song i sing, every time i get dressed and try to look beauiful..its all with him in mind. Its most dreadful and painful and i wish there were some deliverance. Everything i do is a delusional step towards him
Hes the first thing i think of when i wake, and the last thing i think of before i sleep.
It hurts so much..
Every time i think of him my stomach whirls, my throat thickens, my heart wrenches. What hurts so much is that he wanted me too... and it was in the palm of my hand and then ripped away. It was like a tease of what i can never have. Its cruel. I cannot think of him without feeling these aches inside these places i didnt even know i had, my heart feeling like it may burst inside of my chest, my eyes welling up with tears, my mind whirling to an incognitive incoherent cocophony of sorrow and longing.
Living my life knowing hes living his without me, not even thinking about me, while i dote on him and evey action i take... every step i take, every song i sing, every time i get dressed and try to look beauiful..its all with him in mind. Its most dreadful and painful and i wish there were some deliverance. Everything i do is a delusional step towards him
Hes the first thing i think of when i wake, and the last thing i think of before i sleep.
It hurts so much..