It’s been 4 years, yet scrolling through old pictures and chats reminds me of the love I gave unconditionally. 💔 We both tried but I held on while you let go. Still healing, still praying for you, still wishing we could go back to the happy days even with the fights.
Tbh I’m not toxic. My last relationship just made me question myself. Now, every little thing matters to me. If you ignore my effort it gives me anxiety. So I distance myself when I can’t feel safe or be myself.
Peace over problems, always. Confusion isn’t my aesthetic 😮💨