Dulled pain... But it still hurts.
I thought that our memories would disappear with each delete and each month that passed, but they haven't. Do I still miss you? Are you just another excuse to be sad? Or am I upset with myself for letting you go? I admit that it was partly my fault that I gave you too much space. Do you still hurt... did you ever hurt? Did i mistake your anger for pain? Is this my fault? Each question is like salt in reopened wounds. But at the same time, I don't care about what happened.. and don't know why I dread on it so much. You were just a chapter in my little life. You are just a stepping stone. my heart has been stitched, and I'm almost whole. But why am I scared to give my heart to another?? Am I still in love with you?? Are you still in love with me? So many questions litter my heart and mind. Now I see the change that you left in me. I've become more scared. I've lost all confidence in my choices.. Voices scream in my ears left and right and I have to drown them out with notes and words. I didn't think our connection would affect me so much but it has... And it's my fault.