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November 21, 2024

I make up scenarios in my head of us together, I dont even love you anymore.  I'm always in deep thought of you and I don't like it.  It aches.  Guilt is shackled to my legs and following me everywhere I go, slowing me down. It's making me rot from the inside out.  My personality and choices are ugly, im promoting the hideosity.  Anytime I think on ending it, I remember that I cant let temporary feelings destroy my future.  I cant figure out if the world is whats being cruel or if it's me being cruel to create this atmosphere im in.  Guilt is devouring me each passing second, even if I dont love you anymore.