As much as I’m happy on the outside, I’m dying on the inside..All these thoughts wander around in my head all day. Do you ever think of me? What do you feel when you look at me? Do you still love me? Idk. I feel like there’s something there. That’s probably the reason why I can’t let go. I shed tears every single night. Sometimes it’s a little. Sometimes it’s a lot. I just want things to be better already. Like we promised they would..