No matter what I’m doing I always find myself thinking about you. Today I thought about how much I hurt you and you still stayed with me, I thought about how much I crave your attention and how much I miss you. You’re still in my life but it’s not the same because you’re not mine anymore, it’s been a while since we broke up I don’t feel any better I still want you. I want you more than ever right now I want to talk about our kids and how I’ll have to pick their names otherwise they’ll all be named after you but we can’t have that conversation anymore.

I hate that I’m always sad and going back over everything I have that somehow relates to you. I can’t think about you without getting sad. You really shouldn’t be my ex, you were supposed to be mine forever. I broke up with you because I’m stupid. I’m an idiot. I love you and miss you. When we broke up I knew that I made the biggest mistake in my life. You were my everything and you still are. I love you with all of my heart, I fucked up when I ended it. I miss you so fucking much.