(Source: lovelysmile99, via staypozitive)
A part of me wants you back, a part of me doesn’t. For good reasons.
I accepted it.
You’re gone. You’ve moved on. And most especially, in your eyes, we’re done. I fucked up. I was immature, needy and stupidly annoying. I took you for granted and I feel like I treated you like shit. I’m just another “Kirk”. If anything, worse.
It’s been 4 months since we broke up, but really I’m still deeply inlove with you. I’m still inlove with the girl that does not give any fuck about me. Atleast not anymore.
I love you, I really do. And I deeply do. But you’re better off without me. I never felt that I was good enough to be with someone like you and I don’t think I will ever will. You’re better off without me. You’re much happier and that’s all I’ve always wanted. For you to be happy even if that isn’t with me.
(Source: msparkers, via yougotleeeeid)
