In my head as i sit here with a broken heart,

I think about all the guys that have potential, the only problem.

THEY are NOT YOU.

The tears are forcing their way out, but I’m trying just as hard to keep them in. Maybe crying will help me feel better, but I’ve done it all…I’ve cried in sadness, screamed in anger… and as much as I wish i didn’t feel the way I did…I cant take back the fact that I love this guy.

and now…it’s all gone.

I can keep saying that things will change, I can make promises that this time will be better, but you can only say and do so much before it stops meaning anything more than JUST WORDS.

I am still here…

Keeping a small piece of happiness that was once “US”.

I’ll never regret anything, from this experience, i learned to cherish, to have patience, to never give anyone your everything until the other person is willing to do the same.

phasing in, phasing out.

I’m on the edge of tears. I’m on the edge of insanity.

Most of all… I’m broken in shards.