Time to let go
Yesterday my exBF reminded me that there’s a thin line between love and hate. He was talking about us, but I have someone else in my mind. After a nightmare with the other guy, I woke up this morning with some strange feeling, a pain in my chest; I am scared of loosing him but at the same time I just realized, I crossed that line; my love for him turned out to hatred… And I think this is the worst thing could happen.
I loved him for 8 months, even if it was not a relatinship.I used to say he is my drug; I’m high when I’m with him, I get sick after it, I’m suffering, I swear this was last time we met, I never gonna do it again, them I’m empty, later I start to think about him again, I start to crave after him, we meet, and it starts all over again. I’m addicted to him. I’ve never felt this way, that someone literally poisons me and I let him do it.
I don’t want to meet him, I don’t want to see him, I don’t want to know anything about him, because these feelings for him are cunsuming me.
It’s so hard to let go, but I just have to admit, that we have no future together, and he will never loves me the way I do.
They say, some people meant to love each other, but not to be together. We are like this and this is the saddest kind of love.
I just hope if next time he’s calling me I will be strong enough to not answer. Cause I need rehab to give up on him.