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I feel like I’m falling to pieces.

I miss him, though I know I don’t need him.

Forcing myself to not text him

Or talk to him

Or think of him

Has proven itself harder than anything I’ve ever done.

I think what hurts the most

Is that losing me hasn’t hurt him

Or at least, it hasn’t yet.

I’m so tired of crying.

I’m so tired of this brick in my chest.

I can’t make any of it go away.

He was my world

And now he’s just gone,

Like he was never there to begin with.

And now I feel like I’m not good enough

And I wonder what makes her better than me.

Is it her laugh?

Her weight?

Do her eyes shine brighter than mine?

I don’t know.

All I know is

Is that this hurts

And that I want to go a little crazy.

Kiss so many different guys that I can’t even remember your name.

I’m ready for this to be over.