You know what’s hard?

Holding on to someone who doesn’t give a fuck about you. Still clinging on to someone who left you so easily, and replaced you with someone new. Forgiving him time after time when all he did was fucked you over. Sleepless nights thinking about him when he’s thinking about his new girl. Making an effort to fix things even though you know how toxic he is in your life. Your friends telling you to let go and you don’t know why you just...can’t. I don’t know why I’m still holding onto someone that made me so miserable. I don’t know if it’s the connection we shared that’s making me cling on to you ever so dearly, or the fact that every time I hear your name a million memories flash through my mind. I miss you. I really do. But your hers now and there’s nothing I can do about it. So tell me. What am I holding on for? You’re not coming back, you’re not the same person, we never speak, and you probably never think about me. Holding on hurts me more than you. But hey, I’m glad you’re happy, I really am. I’m just broken that I wasn’t able to give u the same amount of happiness that you gave me