Thinking about you and everything that could have been and hating myself for thinking it still could be.

I want to know if he’s happier now he’s not with me but i’m scared of the answer 

I’m starting to think everything he said was a lie

I still don’t believe it is over. I can’t forget all of the nice things he once said 

"   Perhaps we’ll meet again when we’re better for each other.   "
Ten Word Poem #6  (via coyotegold)

(Source: poemsbysmm, via sophcopland)