vol 2. i'm not quite sure, anymore...

I must say, the worst feeling in the world is sitting in your bed at 3am and wondering where you went wrong.

I don’t know what I could’ve done better.

Maybe I was too easy..

Or maybe i was mean..

No he broke my heart it has to be his fault, right?

I asked him if he was okay.

Multiple times.

Too many times...

I gave him countless opportunities, I should have ended it, not him.

I gave him that satisfaction.

Why?

I was in love?

I was lonely?

I needed somebody to feel validated?

Yes.

I guess that’s what’s so sad about all of this. I can’t create my own love.

One week, that’s all it took.

I was in your bed, and you can assume the rest.

You told your friends. Everyone must’ve thought I was easy.

The worst part was my ex finding out.

That’s not what I wanted.

You told me you loved me,

One week in.

Did I love you?

I don’t know…

I looked in your eyes tonight.

I saw something, but I don’t know what it was.

Love, possibly.

Our future, another good answer.

All I know is, when you told me, it’s me and you forever, I knew you’re the one I want.

Me and You.

I sat in Chemistry.

Tears dripped from my face.

Hearing about you and another girl.

We planned our forever.

Someone got up to grab me tissues.

I clutched my face and asked myself why.

Why did I leave you?