i hate...
i hate feeling like this, i hate feeling so empty and worthless, i hate trying to make my phone ring, hate wishing he would call me tell me it was all a big mistake, that he cant live with out me. i hate feeling so dependant on him, i hate how everything reminds me of him, how i cant stop crying. i hate how i cant hate him for hurting me, i hate that im still worring about him wondering how he is, is he thinking about me? does he hurt too? i hate how naked i feel with out his necklace on, i hate how i feel like a peice of me is missing. i hate all the things im never going to here, or see or smell or feel, i hate that i needed him to tell me i was beautiful to truly belive it. most of all i hate that im such a mess over this, ive never felt like this over a break up before.