i miss you so much its a physical pain in my chest. every time i think about you my stomach gets rougher and rougher. i miss you so fucking much i can barely keep anything else down. i love you and i am so fucking in love with you and i dont know what to do about it. i'm sorry for everything. god, i'm so sorry. i'm not trying to get you to end the break. i just feel like my love might choke me if i dont express it and get something back. just one sentence just one something. the thought of you is enough to kill me. and i don't know if you meant what you said about hating memories of us. i'm sorry if its true. i'm so fucking sorry. i miss you.
i don’t know if this is a break or if you’re test running me out of your life and I’m so scared it’s the latter. i promise im trying. god. god im trying so hard for you but for me and for myself and for my state of mind, i'm sorry.
Last updated on:2026-05-13T19:42:22+05:30
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you feel like they actually asked for space, or are you carrying the whole weight of this break on your own right now
they did ask for space lol, I’m just very in my head about things… hence why I post it out.
the only thing that helped me a little was stopping myself from apologizing for existing every time i was hurting. you’re trying SO hard already, and i hope you give some of that care back to yourself too.
it’s always been a game, a war in my head where only one person’s hurt can exist in the. same proximity. and he needs space, he needs time; so obviously, my heart needs to come second, right?
rying so hard after my breakup that my chest physically ached too, like my body couldn’t understand why the person i loved suddenly felt so far away. that fear of being slowly erased from someone’s life is brutal
that’s how I feel to a T. this isn’t about my behavior before or after anymore. this isn’t about that. This is about how violent the space between us tears me open. how the memory of him makes my stomach tighten, how I haven’t eaten right since he stepped back. I don’t want to be a memory to him. but I can’t control anything.