I thought I didn't care anymore, but pain keeps on reminding me that I still do, I just can't let go of something that never even happened, someone who I never had. The thought of her with you breaks me down and the thought of you being happy with her makes me happy but also sad.
I'm too scared to complain to bae, because she's dealing with her own bullshit and she doesn't have to cope with what's bothering me. But I really wish I have somebody to talk to. Someone.