Things I want to tell you...
Thank you for making me alive again. Thank you for reminding me how to breathe. Thank you for bringing me back to life. Thank you for showing me the door. Thank you for unclipping me wings. Thank you for making me feel beautiful. Thank you for loving me
I was a piece of broken glass, shattered and falling apart. You became the glue. You were fixing me, healing me and when I was starting to get strong you took this bat and just beat me. You beat me so hard that I'm just pieces on the floor. Nothing left of me but trash to be swept away
Despite the fact that you've hurt me so much, I still find myself crawling back to you. Despite the fact that we're thousands miles away now, I still want you. At least we're still living under the same sky, although we're not breathing in the same air.
After all that happened, I'm still waiting for you, even if you're not willing to come back.
After all that happened, there's a big hole in my heart. But you still keep the remaining inside of me. I can't let you go. I don't want to give up on you.
I love you so much.
I miss you so much.
My only wish is you, and only you.
You are my anchor. I believe that one day you will come back to me.
I still think about you. You're always in my thoughts. Everyone morning I wake up thinking about you and every night I see you when I close my eyes and drift to sleep. I know you'll come back to me and it frustrates me because despite how much I love you and want to be with you I don't trust you right now. I don't trust you to take care of me anymore because for that one moment when you got scared and felt guilty you broke me. You couldn't even do it in person and you couldn't even do the last think I asked. I know you can't give me up like you said. I know that I still haunt you like you haunt me and we have no closure. You know I found someone alread. I wasn't looking but he found me and wants to take care of me and wants to develop with me. He wants to build something with me and I do to but I don't know if I just want the experience or am starting to have feelings because I still feel for you. Good thing he knows about you and how you hurt me but I don't think he knows that I would still at least consider you when you get back. You frustrate me and confuse me but I still can't get out from under you...
I'm beginning to lose hope for "us".. I seem to occupy less and less of your thoughts these days, despite the fact that I'm supposed to your soul mate.
How does that work? For me, it's something to be cherished and appreciated each and every day.
For you though? I think it's only a matter of time before other things (women?) occupy your mind and you finally give us the last vestige of love you have for me. What a pity - what a waste of something so special.
Your killing me slowly, all of you are abusive and I straying away from the light. Soon I'm going to brake more then you have broken me and surprising I'm not scared. I've probably written my Suicide not thousands of times but none of you care. Every time you hit me, I fall deeper and deeper into bring suicidal
Where the hell are you? I can't go days without contact anymore. Since you ended it before I've not got the confidence not to worry.. my confidence is ebbing away, and that's never a good thing, is it?
Chris -
I found my river. I'm sorry ... I love you
@Hollywoodglitter i know things aren't going well with you, your writing resonates so much to me...i never expected that your lover will have the same nickname as mine...but don't worry i'm sure it's not the same person. For one I'm the one hurting my Chris with my depression.
My heart goes out to you...this pain is getting unbearable...I think and I'm sure you'd rather be alone and have him comfort you instead of anyone that is willing. But I share this pain with you...and consider this as a gentle reminder that people still care.
-hugs from one broken heart to another-
Hey you, yeah you, sitting in front of your tv screen all day long, numbing your brain to the world. I just wanted to say that while you're there, numb, emotionless and lacking all personality, I'm here. Struggling. Feeling. Because that's what I do. I feel, I hurt. We broke up and I can barely breathe sometimes, but you carry on just fine, relying on your tv like always. I hope it gets you far in life. And I'm damn glad I left that dead end life behind, because I'm certainly destined for greater things than you were ever capable of giving me.
I know you don't read this which is probably why this is easy for me to send. I'm still in a lot of pain and I still can't move but I'm still here. I'm still doing bad things and I can't stop but the pain from that is a better than the pain from this. You took away the one person I truly trusted and now I don't even trust myself. So thank you. Thank you for making me feel and making me hurt.
I was so so so so so F-ing good to you.
and you don't care. why? What have I ever done to you for you not to care?
I took care of you through sickness and in health.
Stayed beside you through better or for worse.
and you have the nerve to say that I'm the one who causes this to be toxic..
I still love you so much, it tears me apart. A month after the breakup, you are still constantly on my mind. I miss the nights of slow dancing and sparkling grape juice, and my best friend. But, I don't miss constantly feeling like I needed to second guess every action. I don't miss feeling judged for things that I enjoyed. We both miss each other, but we both know we are better off apart, at least for now. I wish I could see the future so I could know whether to get completely over you or not.