I don’t understand anything.
I feel like he’s probably no good for me now, and it’s really obvious what has to be done… But now that I’m not around him anymore, there’s just a huge hole.
I don’t need him, I don’t love him… But I still miss him.
It definitely doesn’t help that he’s always so incredibly fucking sweet to me the day I leave. The way he looks at me and smiles and kisses and cuddles with me tears me apart inside.
