May 6th…..
Just a stream of consciousness……. I wish you honestly understood how much I care. I wish they all did. I care so much I’d rather die than hurt or disrupt them. Everything hurts again. Not as deep, but deep enough. I feel like I was born to love someone and then they understand how love works so that they can move on. You said you hated that I felt like a doll no one wanted, or you hated that you’re words effected me so deeply. But when I showed you that emotion you spun it to make you feel better. And I’m busy spinning out because I don’t mentally or physically understand how anyone could do that. It took me two years to “get over” you and start dating again. You knew all of this, you read all of my posts about how badly I wanted it to be you….you even said you didn’t want to hurt me like that again. Now? Now I’m dying to send you nonsensical messages, ramblings of a heartbroken girl, wishing the person who hurt her could make it better. I’m wishing I could drive to your door. I ...