I just don’t, and it fucking sucks. I want to experience happiness without you, but these past four days I’ve been miserable.
As much as I want to text you right now I’m resisting. If what you wanted to say was important you would’ve texted me already to ask to talk. My own thoughts are ripping me from the inside out. I don’t know what it will take, I honestly don’t know what will make me forget you. At times I don’t want to forget, but I know it’s better for me to do just that.