Maybe you do not believe in my words. But it is true. I miss your hugs, your kisses and your smile ... I miss squeeze your cheeks and hold your hand. But I will not cry for you anymore. I cried enough while we were dating, I will not mourn now because I asked this. And even knowing it, I miss you. I miss you as much as I can, and even more.
When I'm alone, I start to cry, because I need your love but not your promises unfulfilled, I do not need your jealousy and your screams ... no more false promises, no more illusions, I got tired of dreams can not come true, I got tired of loving someone who can not love me.
This is hurting me too, but you must understand, at least once. It's necessary. Every day you hurted me more.
Your distrust, your jealousy, your lack of self-control, were gradually decreasing our love.
I cried morning, noon and night for six months, because you knew not understand my pain. And now I stop to cry, because that's my way to show my self-love.
What are you waiting for? Do something more...because I loved you. And I missing you.
