there are not days where i do not think of you. i loved you. what part of me was too little to give you the love you needed to stay? what makes me so different from him? what makes him worthy of your love and me not? i just want you to put into words where i went wrong and what i could’ve done to deserve your love. i was a better person around you. young. in love. clean. the scars that you drew butterflies around started bleeding again because i felt like i wasn’t enough for you to love over him. the days where you would tell me you loved me then text him the same. it hurts to love you but sometimes i think that’s all i will ever know.