I know it's over, I know you don't love me anymore, but the problem is that I still do. I love you so fucking much that it hurts.
It all started with you. You walked into my life like an elephant, I couldn't ignore you. You were right there. We talked for hours all day long, every day for 6 months. You made me love you. You made me addicted to you. And I thought that I was doing the same to you.
I still remember the first time you said: "I love you". It was late at night and we were in one of our deep conversations, btw I loved our deep conversations. My heart stopped the second you said those three words, and a smile showed up on my face. HE LOVES ME, ME. I was so happy that the boy, the boy that hadn't left my mind since the day I first saw him loved me. And of course I loved him so much back, but I didn't realize how much I loved him after I left him, so I came back. I realized I only wanted him and no one else. And he took me back, after that I was his. It was so clear, I truly loved that boy with all of my heart. sometimes I believe I loved him a bit too much.
We were so good together.
But everything has its end, hasn't it? At least our love did, or your love did. Because I still love you, even after all the shit you have put me through.
I remember the night you told me you didn't love me anymore. We talked for 4 hours that night. It was a very sad conversation but at the same time so beautiful. It was so real. You told me we still could be friends and talk to each other every day. And I believed you. I was convinced that you were just confused. That night I cried my soul out.
Its been one month since that conversation and one month since I heard your voice. You have blocked me everywhere, and I don't know why.
Why do I still love you? Why wont you just talk to me? Why dont you love me anymore? Why did you leave?
Love, the girl that still loves you. xoxo