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I have been going through our old chats,Seb. The one before all those 'I have a meeting','I'll be late home,tonight'.
That was a whole different time,huh?
I came across a text where I wrote how you'll always feel like home to me.
To be honest,I regret writing that. Because,I believe,home is a place that's familiar and that never changes. A place where you feel uou belong to.
But nowadays you just feel like a distant city that I'll never visit. A city so mysterious that it's scary.
I don't know what I'm anymore. A broken person,maybe? What I feel is something I can't explain. All I know is that I am losing myself slowly.
I wish you didn't leave me here feeling like this. Feeling like I wasn't enough. Wasn't enough to make you happy,wasn't enough to even be worthy of an explanation for your infidelity.
But,I know this feeling.
This is skinny love at it's finest.
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