I don’t understand why every time I see a picture of you, my heart stops and you take my breath away. Each time. I’m not supposed to feel this way about you anymore, I’m not. It’s been four months since you left me but it seems you still have a part of my heart. I don’t know if you even think about me every once in a while or feel something whenever you see my face. Part of me hopes you do, which is bad. I still have hope and I have been unaware of that or simply been trying hard to avoid that fact.
I had a hard time with accepting the break up. Part of me could not believe that he could just leave me there to bleed with my broken heart. I’d spend hours and hours thinking on what I possibly did wrong, or maybe it was something I said. It took months for me to come to my senses.
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