After all that i said to him, i feel as empty as ever.
Part of me hopes he doesnt take it to heart and loves me still.
Part of me wonder if he is annoyed.
Part of me thinks, maybe he is annnoyed and decide to let go.
Part of me dont understand what i really want.
Part of me wish i was alone to begin with.
Then, i would be more confident and independent.
Part of me cant breathe. .
There are no remains of me that is wholesomely happy now.
Are you really happy?