Sam Huntley
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Why Do I Love You?
You broke me, shattered my soul into a million tiny fragments. I loved you with my whole being… I still do. I can’t stop loving you. You stole a part of me that I can never get back. It's been almost a year since you left. The depression is gone; I can function normally now. And I might be OK but I’m not fine at all. “It’s his loss,” they told me. However for him, he didn’t lose anything. He just wasn’t in love anymore. But me, I felt like I lost my whole world. I lost every kiss we ever shared, every happiness I’ve ever had. I lost it all. And worst of all, I have to walk around everyday still loving you, still needing you. Hopefully someday, you’ll realize that the worst thing in life was losing me, losing someone who loved you and gave the world to you. I understand that I have to move on and love someone else, I just don’t want to have to actually do it. I hate that I’m almost incapable of loving someone else because of you. I don’t know how to fix myself. I don’t feel healed, I feel taped and stapled together. Like just passing you in the hallway will rip everything right open again. I don’t know if anyone truly understands what I’ve been going though. And I feel like I annoy everyone because your name always comes up in conversation. You are all of my memories, all I think about, dream about, and wish about. I wish you would leave my mind like I left yours. It’s so easy for you to ignore me when we cross paths. How? My heart feels like it stops and I can't breathe. Then the shaking and the crying takes over to the point where I need to sit down before someone asks if I'm OK. I loved life and now I don’t ever want to leave my bedroom.
By Sam Huntley6 years ago in Humans