I miss those days where I was in a perpetual bliss and I wasn't receiving threats from family and friends every other day or so.
I know they mean the best. I can't help it if I don't want to eat. I'm not hungry. I'm never hungry anymore. And I can't help it if I can't sleep. I can't help it if my mind is mulling over the possibilities in my head. What if I had tried a little harder? What if she never "lost interest"? What if Bo had never come in between us?
I hope he's damn proud of himself. He made her stronger, but he tore me apart unknowingly. Or maybe he does know. I hope he's happy with himself. Maybe I'll get lucky and the guilt will eat him alive. Or karma will bite him in the ass. Karma is a bigger bitch than I could ever be.
I spent all the time I was awake last night and this morning thinking of nothing but her, and watched the sun start its climb into the sky. I hate myself, because I know the second I call her or she calls me her voice will instantly make me smile - despite the fact how much I hurt inside, and hurt a little more with every hang up. And no matter how damn angry I am, or how much I cry, she can always make me laugh. Where the fuck is the justice in that?
I guess I'm just not getting my fairytale ending.
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