Sinking

At this point I know there is never going to be an us. I keep having this sinking feeling. It’s like I’m going through withdrawals. I really do wish I wasn’t a fucking romantic, loving, kind, person. I’ve decided that after this fling that I can no longer give any one love again. I need to protect my heart at all costs because I’m so fucking broken now. You were my best friend. I’m so alone. I just sit in my room and dwell on all the good memories we shared. I can’t believe this happened. I hate myself for even letting you in. I should have just fucked you and never spoke to you again. Sincerely GGW.