(No Longer) Left Wondering (2)

Remember how you asked him if there was someone else and he looked you dead in the eye and said so confidently, "No." Remember how you sat on the bed next to him and cried and said, "I don't know why I feel so insecure. I want to trust that you are telling me the… Continue reading (No Longer) Left Wondering (2)

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I know that I can live without you, but that doesn't mean that I want to. Am I crazy? Am I batshit crazy for thinking that maybe you will come around? I am fucking crazy. Because you haven't made a sound. Weeks have gone by and all this time, you are silent. I miss you… Continue reading hurting