home for the weekend looking for a good time, of all the numbers you end up calling mine.

“where were you when i needed you most? why did you leave me alone? we gave up before we gave it a chance and i don’t understand.”

it’s not okay for me to feel this way. it was so long ago, heart, please move on. i figured i would be okay. every time that i look at you i’m reminded of what we have been through. this routine has become so tiring; It was never as easy as it was before you and I lost touch. this might sound crazy, but I don’t know how to let you go. it’s hard to keep on fighting, when all you know is losing. tell me why these past 2 years have been a living hell. “maybe we should take some time to think about what we should do.”