Knife

I don't know what to do with myself. I miss you so much. And i still love you. This hurts me more than anything. You broke my heart. I can't get you out of my head, but it hurts to think about you. You were the last person i would ever think would hurt me, but this is the worst i have ever felt. I want to talk to you so badly, i keep typing things to you but i can't send them. There has to be a way to make all of this go away, start everything over. I'm sick of these tears that keep coming to my eyes. I need you back but i'm just not ok right now.