It ends in a whisper.
I think of the times I've spent wondering and contemplating, if it even meant something. I guess it was just an illusion, what I thought we had. I'm stupid and naive for believing that we stood a chance.
I tore down my own walls with the idea of letting people into my life but it backfired so fucking hard. It shouldn't hurt like this, no one needs to feel like this. I wouldn't wish this on anyone, the anxiety and the pain that leaves you paralyzed
I thought you were happy as I was, but all I've had from you was silence until I realized that all that's left are messages of my own desperation. When something's not physical, I guess it's easy to forget.
Hollow, I'm an empty vessel, a puppet and you held my strings. If I could only sleep this all away, but no, it's too real. It's all going away, falling away, and I can't be bothered to fix it, I can't even fix myself.
It's been so long since I've felt this way before. How I can love you and hate you is beyond my understanding. I was on my way to blissful forgetfulness but I can't even make you disappear from my mind.
Then you haunt me with your words, and I can't help myself but read them. Like a moth drawn to the flames, I'd come, that despite the pain I could say that you've become a part of my life.
My mind is shattered, so I lashed out because your words cut so deep, your silence is a violent noise in my head. It was just wishful thinking, all of it, though the thoughts in my head are filled with you.
I've never felt how hard it is to say goodbye. Love, after all is the most complicated thing in the world. I apologize for my faults, and my own naivety so before this becomes a flatline, farewell.
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