Like A Dream

Some times, it feels like it was all just a dream - like all of it never happened, like I imagined it all; A dream that haunts me, still.

Valentine's Day is coming up - will you remember? Will it haunt you like it haunts me?

I miss having someone.

The sting of someone you love not wanting you anymore, leaving you - will never really go away.

I still don't know if I can ever be okay.

Broken

Angry and hurting and lonely.

You said you still cared

You said you still fucking cared.

I guess you don’t.

I think you broke me. I feel broken. I am not the same.

I feel incapable of loving, of trusting, ever again.

Still can’t stop comparing my dates to you. Subconsciously. Automatically. I still drift to you.

Always you.