I loved with all my heart,
and that love was real...
His choices do not define my worth...
I am allowed to grieve,
I am allowed to heal,
And little by little,
I am coming back to myself.
I deserve a love that chooses me,
fully and faithfully.
Me to my besties:
SEND HELP! I can't stop thinking about him, and I don't want to think about him cause that's like admitting something I don't wanna acknowledge AHAHAH ANY THOUGHTS?