And to think that’s it all started with 👋 and it ended up with nothing left.

I ended with a broken heart 💔 from my own stupid emotions. From figments of my imagination 💭, thinking that I actually meant something to you. Hoping that those long night on the phone made an impression on you, hoping that letting you see my soul was special.

And instead it left me empty inside wondering what’s wrong with me ?
What is in me that you didn’t want ? Why was I not enough? If you only began to understand the amount of Love I had to offer , just to you, because it could’ve been anyone but I choose you and you didn’t pick me. I lay in sleepless nights thinking about you and all the possibilities of all the things we could’ve accomplished together. And all I have left is me.