I miss you and it kills me.

I hate myself for always thinking about him. My friends are already tired of this crap, so I'm really happy I have this blog. 

I miss you; all day, everyday. 

And you can't even imagine how
pathetic it makes me feel because i don't even know if you miss
me back.

That random flashback which brings back painful memories and breaks your heart all over again.

You were never supposed to mean this much to me; 

I was never supposed to fallso hard. 

But you know what? 

I did and that's the truth, that's what keeps me holding on, 

because it hurts like Hell to let you go.

I wish there was a delete button in my mind so i could get rid of the memories of you.