You left me. You promise you wouldn’t and you did. I wish I would’ve NEVER said yes. I wish that you would’ve been out of my life for good. Because Adrian, I cant get you out of my head. And fuck I can’t even think about you without crying or getting butterfly’s. And you asked me to be your boyfriend, telling me you wouldn’t leave me, and 3 years into it you said you need time, we get back together, and you break us up again. Now it’s like a longer or, maybe even permanent, break. I wish I would’ve never said to stop talking to me because I need you. I need you to fucking be here.