I've told myself countless times to move on and be happy. How can that be so when you were the roots of my happiness? I know it sounds stupid to still be crying over this when we parted a little over seven months ago. But I can't help it, I can't help myself. Tears that fall for you, desperation that can only be cured by you, pain that is caused by you are the only things that allow me to still feel you.
How fucked up is this.
