I try not to think about him, but he's always there always in my mind. I think about him when i'm doing little things like sitting at the park or drawing or laying in my bed bc that's the last place we were happy, today i almost cried when a song played and it killed me. is it bad to miss him?, is it bad that i still think of him? i don't know. i can't get the way his eyes looked last time i seen them, so full of hate and pain...i did that to him?...it's hard to think about now ya know. i try to remember how his lips felt, i'm not going to lie i would kill to feel that one more time feel his arms around me, that always made me feel so safe, but now im here pretty much alone feeling worthless. which i prob am so, that's my thoughts for now
