If only you’d see life with my eyes.
Feels like a supernova trapped in a bottle.
And knowing all of this makes everything seem so futile.
Nothing will ever be the same; not the way I look into anyone else’s eyes, not the way I hold their hands, no one can ever replace the memories I had with you.
Sad. And lonely.
Of course you don’t.
You’re happy, and its all that matters to you, doesn’t it.
One of us has to suffer.
Do you not see how things just can’t equate out to both of us being happy if we’re not together?
Listening to Adele makes me so sad.
blah. fucking bad mood.