Guns Under Their Petticoats

My love x


7. ⤗ siete

You're gone and I don't know what to do. I'm lost, completely lost. Somehow this made things easier but I'm empty and have nothing left to do that could have been made easier. It seems so long ago that I had you yet also felt like yesterday. "I'll never give up on you." Right? I see things, things that remind me of you and my mind jumps with joy wanting to tell you, remind you that I've been thinking about you(however, when am I not thinking about you?) but it quickly goes when I see your name isn't there anymore. I mistake other people for you. Maybe I'm hallucinating now, but I guess thats okay. I hope you're happy because I sure as hell am not... oh well. I don't know how much longer I can hold on to it, I am not okay. I will never forget you for your name still pops into my head everyday. There you are. There you fucking are all the fucking time, you look so happy, how are you coping? I thought I was the love of your life, but there you are with other girls, absolutely fine that you dropped me like I were dirt. I'm not okay but you're okay and I guess thats all that matters for you right?


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