It killed me when you defended someone who didn't love you as selflessly as I did. Letting you go was the hardest thing I've ever done, but I hope you won't make the same mistakes with the next girl. I just wish you had made them with the girl before me.
I still stop, look around me and think ... Did that just happen? I don't think I will ever recover from losing you. That void will be forever deep. I miss our chats, your advice, your wisdom and security.
I miss you. And I know you won't see this, even though you know about this account and you used to follow it. You unfollowed it to focus in recovering. And that's good. But I miss you. And you don't care. And I need you. And you're not there. And I just wish we were still on speaking terms.