If you don't know me, you likely won't get this, but the jist of it is that 2 years ago my bf and I went on a 'break' and he started dating someone who i wasn't, ahem, fond of, and the stress became too much for me to handle
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I vaguely remember looking in the mirror, staring at myself, with contempt and disgust. I faintly remember sitting on the couch, weeping, sobbing, barely breathing, because of the things you said to me. There's a faint memory of blood, the sight of it on my arm, the taste of it on my lips. I just barely remember the ghost, standing over me, laughing at me, taunting me.
Only the tears falling from my bloodshot eyes could have relinquished the burning sensation your name left on my tongue. And then it was only me. Sitting, shaking, weeping. All for you, and no one else. Thats all it was. Your name on my lips, it was there. And the ghost, still standing over me, wrapped it's hands around my wrists, clawing me. It slapped me across the face, leaving a cut on my lip. Simultaneously, my teeth bit down upon my lower lip, making it hard to determine if I had made the cut, now pouring blood upon my chin, or if it was the ghost. I tasted so much blood, so much hurt, so much pain, and i only wanted it to end. If i couldn't be in your arms, I couldn't be. Call me crazy, call me insane, I am. I am. I am. I admit it. I am. I am. I am. I am. I know this. I know you didn't want me, No one wanted me. I know you thought you knew best, But I did too. What was best for me, Wasn't best for you... And thats what drove us apart. Ultimately, It's what brought us back together. I know this. I can admit this. I can look you in the eye and tell u I love you with all I have, everything I am, everything I ever will be. You can look at me, and know I'm telling you the truth. That I will never ever lie to you. That we're in this together now. No more ghost, no more pain, and please... no more blood. I love you.
