Miss.

Why did you make me this way? Because of you, I have to swallow pills every day and try not to be put into a mental hospital. Im struggling to stay alive while you are just laughing in my face with your new girl. What is wrong with you? Wait. There isn't. It's my fault this happened, so really, I guess there isn't anything wrong with you. I only say this because of the missing and how I long for you back. I'm sure if I asked anyone, they would say there's plenty wrong with you, but I would forget about everything just to have you back in my arms again. I would forget how you forced me to do things I didn't want to do, and I would forget how you would bully me into making me feel not myself. I shouldn't miss you, but I do, and it's eating me up inside every time I see you with your new girl. I so badly want to push her down a flight of stairs just so I may have a chance back with you. but no. tha would make me a bad person. I just miss you.