I’m ready to meet someone who will make me feel again, someone who will help me smile and laugh and love life again. I’m ready for somebody to walk into my life and teach me how to live without worry, somebody who will count the stars with me and teach me who I am again.
I knew it wasn’t going to work out. It ended before it ever began. But I just couldn’t force myself to stop trying even though you had given up ages ago. I was addicted to being denied by you. I was addicted to the pain because it was so much more satisfying than being numb.