How does it feel to be drowning?

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Do you still think about him when you wake up in the morning? Do you find yourself lying awake at night because you’re consumed with the mere thought of him? Ever catch your mind drifting away from whatever you’re doing because you just wonder how he is, if he’s happy? Do you still find yourself sending him drunk texts then waking up the next morning regretting every single moment you clicked “send”? Wonder how one single person can make you feel so much.

It’s hard isn’t it? To be the one that’s hurting. You’re barely scraping by while he’s left unharmed. I think that’s the part that hurts the most, knowing that you probably don’t cross his mind anymore yet he’s never stopped crossing yours.

I think it’s safe to say that you didn’t just get lost in him, you drowned.