I’m done losing sleep over you. I’m done holding back those tears. I’m done answering the phone when you call. I’m done spending every moment thinking about what could be of you and me. I’m tired of competing to be your one and only. I’m done with being ignored during the day, but then feeling loved by the night. I’m done with you saying you love me, when we all know you don’t. I’m tired of this broken heart. I’m done with you.

Sunflowy Girl
9:10 AM