I don’t know what I can do.
I try. I really try. Don’t you hate it? Don’t you hate when someone stomps on your heart after thoroughly breaking it. Is it worth the tears? No. Is it worth the thought? Sure. As a guy, I hate showing emotions. I swear to God I hate that shit. I hate crying, I hate showing my anger, I hate feelings. No, I’m not an “emo” or whatever, I just hate that shit. One female has been able to push me to the edge. I loved you. I sincerely did. I sincerely had deep feelings for you. I loved you for you and nothing else. You made me feel complete. Then you started acting like you didn’t wanna speak to me. Then you put me in the friend zone, saying that you need to cut all emotional connections with guys. You lied. You went back with that worthless piece of shit that did you wrong the first time. Your face fucking disgusts me. I had to look at your face today. I wanted to puke. I wanted to puke all over the satin furniture and carpet. You are the reason I can’t concentrate. You are the reason I’m emotionless. You are the reason I can’t date anyone without thinking about the consequences. You are the reason I can’t commit and for that, I don’t know if I’ll ever forgive you. Maybe we can be friends. Maybe we can love each other as we did. I’m not writing this to make you feel bad, even though I wish you could fathom the sharpness of the pain you have forced though my heart. I’m writing this so you can understand what you. Understand why your insecurities will leave you single for life. Understand your issues. That is all.
