u/A-void-with-intent

I said I was giving up. But I lied, my heart won't allow it. I still wake up filled with anxiety and pit in my stomach that I just can't fill.

We messed it up. I tried to fix it but you weren't ready and you continued to blame me for everything instead of standing with me to fix it.

Regardless of what happened. My heart still knows yours and it is breaking without.

I wish you were coming home.