Today

Today I am angry, confused, lonely, sad, depressed, anxious, scared, missing you.
Why did you beg me to come back if you didn't want me back? Why did you make me work so hard at forgiving you when you were just going to give up? I was there you know... in a place where I was nearly ready to move on, ready to give up, but now, now I am in a more vulnerable place where I can't even lean on my anger. All I have now is love and love doesn't usually propel you forward. It just makes you long for what you had and what could have been :(