how could i get over you? you’re beautiful. you’re perfect. all your flaws are perfect. you were the love of my life. you ARE the love of my life. how could i get over you? everything reminds me of you. i actually tried to call you but i’m still blocked after the intense argument we had because you got mad i called you out for raping me. time won’t let me forget you. you won’t let me forget you. i desperately crawl back to you each time we “end” and get back together. i love but hate the way you call me those degrading names. it just makes me want to stay even more. the way you force me into sex. the way you tell me what i can and can’t do, who i can and can’t talk to. somehow i got addicted to the way you hurt me. it feels so good. i still haven’t deleted all our pictures. the ones where we are cuddling. where we are going on a spontaneous road trip in your truck. the first one we ever took.. over a year and 6 months ago. all of the thousands of pictures.. the memories i have of us. one of the only things i have left of us. how could i get over you? the way you lie. the way you call them names you never call me. the way you fucked them. the delicate attention you gave them, while not caring about me. the way you came home at 4am drunk or high after cheating one me on the weekends for months on end and i still took care of you. i still helped you shower. i still made you food. you still held me while we fell asleep though. and i miss that. your chest and your arms are my home. how could i get over you? the way you delete your messages or leave a chat in a hurry when you see me coming. apparently you love me. apparently you care. and i believe you. but you broke me.