Where should I begin describing this relationship? Friendship? Romance?
Even if it's romance how should I put it into words, Fresh? Innocent?
maybe I'm a coward trying to write this and re-live the moments where the fuck am I moving on..
It was intoxicating.
It was dreamy
It was addictive
It was comforting
It always felt like one argument away
Should I think about how much pain he might be going through? Should I worry about my pain? This stupid fukn heart.
I never knew I was this great lover..still worrying about a person who ruthlessly left me, like an option..haha..still in disbelief
Where should I start missing him? What is the way he used to touch me, or how does his touch make me feel?
How warm his voice used to sound or how he shut me down on every social media now?
How safe and comfortable his hug made me feel or how helpless do I feel now?
How he used to come back to me after every fight or how he left me for his family or for another girl that he didn't even like?
Should I worry about how he is going to handle a marriage or should I worry about how I am going to live a life without him?
Why am I still holding on to someone who let go of me that easily?
I want to shout in front of their family, even beg them to not give him to someone else or should I feel miserable about how pitty my thoughts are?
I like the last sentence :)
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