I guess I’ll never know what went through your mind during us, whether all those” I love you”‘s were supposed to sincere. All the promises, the “You’re so beautiful”s, the “I need you”‘s, and how you said I was supposed to spend the rest of our lives together. The issue was never love- at least not for me; I loved you more than blood pulsing through my veins, and when you left me if felt like you had cut me open and left my heart to bleed out. I loved you, I love you, I loved you, but it was never enough. All the girls you talk to and left for will never fill that void deep inside you, and I promise,
They will never love you as much as I loved you.