You gave me a false sense of hope, and I hate you for that. I hate that I keep thinking about you every day. If you don’t need me anymore, leave me alone. I want to stop day dreaming constantly and go back to my old life. I guess that’s why potential relationship break-ups hurt more than actual one’s. Because you’re mourning the fantasy experience you thought you could have. And for far too long, I’ve been wearing these rose coloured glasses.
