It would be better if I just moved on and found someone new, But I can't.. What hurts the most isn't that she's moving on, it's the fact that if I walk away, she won't follow me. I can't stand that. When she looks at me with those melt-my-heart brown eyes, I almost die, knowing that I had her, then lost her, for I was afraid to let anyone break my barriers. It's sad because she did what I tried to prevent her from doing. She smuggled her way into my heart, then ripped herself out, leaving a nasty hole in it's place.
I hate her. . .
And yet, I can't help but love her.
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