I didn't really know that words could cut you so deep.
I never really knew anything, but I now know why people write about love, and how they feel. Because it hurts so much I can barely breathe.
The worst thing you would ever hear is the person is telling you that they no longer want to see you or even think about you. They want to forget that you exist. I brought this and this is the hard pill that I am supposed to swallow.
When he said that, it's like he couldn't even be I the space as me anymore so he left on the other room, which happens to be the studio. I am left here, with him all around me, with the reminder that he is so close but then so far away.
