P.S I’m still not over you.

I can tell people I’ve moved on but the truth is, I’m still in love with you. I think about you all the time. I still wish we were together, even after everything you did. You gave me so much to remember, good and bad. You were the one person I felt at home with. Now I’m lost without you.

Knowing something is for the better, but still trying to make it right when we both know it’s wrong.

I had a dream about you last night. I pretended I didn’t care that you were there, but as soon as I saw you, I went to my room and started looking for clothes to wear to impress you, but I woke up and I realized that it was just a dream and that in reality, you’re not here, you’re never coming back, and what happened in my dream will never come true. I went back to sleep hoping that I’d still dream the same dream, but it wasn’t the same..