And I can’t get rid of the thought that you might already have someone new by your side. That you’re building a life with her there, and being happy without me.
I imagined my life so differently.
And now I’m standing in the middle of everything that fell apart,
not knowing what my life is supposed to look like from here without you.
I thought my nervous system would eventually calm down.
But instead, my heart, my mind, and my life keep filling with doubt.
And sometimes I feel like I’m losing myself in it.
I need to understand that I should stop looking for an answer to every question I have.
But that’s exactly what drives me insane and makes me feel so lost at the same time.
Or maybe you didn’t stay because of love. you stayed because you felt guilty. And maybe that guilt kept you here long after you had already decided to leave.
Maybe you realized that I wasn’t as good for you as you once thought.
Or maybe you’re simply not the person I believed you were.
And I don’t know which possibility hurts more.
I think part of me already believes there’s someone else now. Maybe because being alone was never easy for you.
Maybe because moving on from me became easier once there was someone else.
I think part of me already believes there’s someone else now. Maybe because being alone was never easy for you.
Maybe because moving on from me became easier once there was someone else.
They say time brings clarity, but somehow I only feel more confused.
The more time passes, the less I know what to believe.
I don’t know if I still believe the things you told me, or even the person I thought you were.
My nights keep getting longer because they give me time to think about you.
Then morning comes, and I drag myself through another day.
Night after night. Day after day.
I’m trapped in my own loop.