And when they ask you about me and you find yourself thinking back on all of our memories, I hope you ache in regret as the truth hits you like a bullet and you find yourself replying, " He loved me more than anyone else in the world and I destroyed him.
I miss you. It's not that I don't love you. I just can't take the pain and abuse that comes with being with you. My heart breaks every day and I cry every night when I don't see you next to me and smell you. I do miss you.