Writing in bed because I just want to get the words out.
It hurts to realize she doesn't love me, and that the only person she has ever romantically loved is frost.
I put up a wall extremely hard and have been pushing her away because she doesn't realize how couply we act, and it hurts knowing I'm just a human pillow. Here for comfort and then tossed and forgotten when the real thing shows up.
It's a dull ache as I start to move on, but some days it's worse than others.
I don't want sex, I don't want affection. I just want to move on and live my life.
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