This is how I feel. Broken.
I wish there was a button I could just switch to make me not be in love anymore. But despite everything. I still do. Aren't I stupid. Last year this time I was happy, excited, peaceful. I thought I had found "him". You know the one. True story I had never met anyone who made me wanna be a better person. Who made me change my old ways. And yet maybe it wasn't him.
Maybe I just grew up.