I hate the fact that you’re already being replaced, I hate how fast and easy was replacing you, and I hate the fact that I’m sorry about it.
It’s not that I can’t live without you, because I can, life goes on. And it’s not that I don’t want to live without you, because at some point I’ll have to. It’s just that without you I’m worthless, I’m nothing.
Don’t expect anyone to feel your pain unless they are you.
I miss you but I won’t tell you because that’s your punishment for making me miss you in the first place.
Be happy. With me or without me. Just be happy.
Apparently, everyone is letting go of me, everyone is letting go of my hand.