There exists a future without you; one that beckons.
But questions unanswered and slightly more than a year just.. discarded, has left me too confused and broken to care.
I know not exactly what I’ve done to drive you away, but I may have an idea. Don’t know if it’s a smart guess or even a good one. I just know it’s the closest thing I could conjure up with what little information relayed to me.
Who would’ve thought that losing you would hurt more than a breakup.
Who would’ve thought I’d lose you
- I’m normally so careful with those which I care about.
I must not have been careful enough.
D.
