I’m just tired of thinking I want you but knowing it’s not right. I wish I could find anyone else but you’re just still here. I’m over you but I’m also over trying to find someone. I hate that.

You don’t have to be all mine but I want to be all yours. I done with trying. I know you’re my soulmate but I know I’m not yours.

I’m such a delusional cuck. I can’t seem to move on because of her. I can’t find anyone as perfect as her. Am I destined to be alone because of my devotion to her?

Why do I still care about her? Why do I still hang on her every word?