I thought he was happy. That at least he felt something with me. But it was all in my head and it hurt my heart.
I now understood what it meant to hurt and just how unsustainable the human condition could be with a broken heart and a crying soul with a deteriorating mind.
He was not mine because he was yours.
He wants you
And he doesn’t want me.
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