dr. house may as well have been talking about me. i don't know how to fix it. chris has nearly destroyed me. i know that none of you know who chris is or what he's done, but suffice it to say... we loved each other. or maybe i loved him and he just messed with my head. but i have to believe there was something there, something sweet and natural and passionate and because he wouldn't let it be what it should have been... he's destroyed me.
i miss him. i miss his texts. i miss the way he made me feel before he was a jerk. i miss everything about september nights. i miss his smile just for me. i miss wondering. i miss it all.
is this what life is going to be from now on? just a series of loneliness pangs and heartbeats with no one to hear them?
love is hard. letting go is impossible.
I'm sorry, I had no idea. I apologize if I pushed too hard.