I could tell you a couple things I did once or twice that made me feel like I wasn't worth the time. But nothing made me feel as bad as you.

Our relationship was like trying to save someone that was drowning, you panicked and panicked while I was trying to save you, you didn't care that you were pulling me under as well.

The feeling was so similar to drowning, it felt like I couldn't breathe like I couldn't catch my breath in-between, in-between loving you. When I realized we were no good together it was already too late, you had me wrapped up in what I thought was fate. Everything you did belittled my faith and every part of me you broke was never the same. So I left, and I ran and ran so far I ran away from myself, I lost you but I lost myself too.

I used to think we were star-crossed lovers, meant to love each other but the universe must have had other plans for us. It was never going to be us.

The stars were never positioned in our favor.