fuck

i could’ve loved him so much

but he never gave me a chance to

why is it that guys are always stuck on their ex girlfriends?

it’s like a fucking pattern

like space it doesn’t end it keeps going and expanding 

i want to cry but im crying over a fictional character

that i made up

to cope with whatever it is i needed to cope with

all those breaths i spent on begging the universe for us to be together 

all the paper i spent on asking the universe for you to think of me

and i can’t even cry over you because you were never real