When people fold the page in a book as a “bookmark”
No amount of memes & .gifs can ever describe my rage when people do this shit. Honestly.
The fact that you’re giving up after so long, hurts me more than you.
After a week we met, January 15, my life changed. We talked for hours and hours non-stop, until January 23, when we finally confessed to each other. Sure it’s not exactly what I thought it would be, but we were halfway there. I didn’t even realize until now that it’s been 4 months and 2 weeks and 6 days *including today* since we met, and nothing has changed. And I mean, absolutely nothing has changed ever since. To be honest, that’s a shame. I gave up 2 guys for you just always having that little bit of hope thinking you were finally going to step it up…but nothing.
Someone new came into my life, and I got worried. I got worried that these new emotions would make me forget about us. The feelings that you used to give me, were renewed again after meeting him. That’s what I meant by I was scared of losing you. You made me tell everything today. And I mean every single detail about this other guy and our “problem” here. We talked about it, sure, and now you’re just going to give me up like that? What the hell is that? You have any idea how that makes me feel? You’re making me feel all sorts of emotions, but most of all, you’re making me feel like I’m not worth it. That I’m not worth you anymore. That I’m not worth it, so you just decided to hand me over to someone else that way when you break my heart, it wouldn’t be as cracked if you just dropped it on the floor.
Now I’m just constantly crying and crying all because of you. I can’t even get past 7 seconds without crying because I keep thinking of you and what we had. It’s really really hurting me how you just gave up on me like that. It may seem that I’m overreacting, but all this that I’m saying, is an understatement. It’s been almost a year since I’ve ever felt this kinda of heart ache. Now scars have been wounded again, my heart’s been shattered even more, which I never knew would be possible after so much that it’s gone through.
You’re just going to become a memory now. The only difference is that I can’t hug a memory and tell it how much I’m going to miss it. So I guess this is good-bye.