I wish I could move on...

How can you say the meanest things I’ve ever heard, and I still just want to love you and care for you the way I feel you deserve? You don’t speak to people the way you did...especially not someone you once cared about... but I forgive you anyway, because you carved a hole in my heart that didn’t exist before.

You mistook my softness for weakness. You blamed me, made me feel unworthy of even a minute of your time. But it wasn’t always like that. There was a time when you made me feel impossibly special… and so deeply loved. Why can't I just fucking move on? You've scared me with threats and made me feel so sick but I still just want you...