I was supposed to go on a date tonight.
You ruined that for me.
I was supposed to move on tonight.
But the thought of me being with someone else hurt me way too much.
In the beginning of this break up I was fine, I thought I could move on quickly.
You were everything to me.
I have so much to fight for.
I had so much to fight for.
Now I'm not quite sure I want to fight for anything.
In this last week or so I've lied to myself.
I pretended that I was okay but really I was screaming on the inside.
Screaming because I feel like we just stopped talking.
But really you broke my heart, you took it and ripped apart each piece and threw it away.
You threw away all the love I had for you, there was a lot.
I'm becoming a pathetic person, it needs to stop.
All this horror needs to stop.
But I, I will not admit to anyone I need help.
I will not receive any help from anyone. I can't.
Maybe that's just me wanting to prove to you that I can be on my own.
God damn, I miss you.