sometimes things don’t work out, and there's nothing anyone can do about it. i don’t know why things ended so badly, but they did, and now you’re not you, and im not me. part of me thinks that the last three years was a complete waste, there was no point, no happy ending. but i don’t really miss you that much, i think i should have a crazy unbearable empty whole in my chest, but i don’t, its not till times like these, when i should be going to bed that i begin to miss you. wait, i don't think i miss you, because just thinking about you makes me more and more upset, i miss who you use to be. today it really hit me that i don’t want you in my life anymore, i dont want someone who makes me feel like that anywhere near me, you’re just bringing me down down dowwwwwn.
we all make mistakes, we all screw up, but i’m still coming out on top, im still alive and im only growing.