Put your hands in the air if you love sad memories.
For all of those who didn’t raise your hands, welcome to my world.
Easter. To most time of renewal and rebirth, or chocolate getting. Disregarding my hardcore atheist beliefs i still find myself thinking of the past. Not of all mistakes, not even of all sorrows. Just of her and how I lost her.
I can’t stand to see her face any more, her eyes burn into me and destroy my mind. I had her. I loved her. I lost her. Two years of escape attempts from the friend zone finally pulled through, but I had a girlfriend. I left my girl for her,the one I always had and always will love. But she decided that I was not worthy of her, not good enough, not her type, when days earlier she had said she wanted to cuddle and kiss me while she was with me previously.
Oh easter, stop making me relive this torture.
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