People don’t appreciate what they have until they’ve lost it. I can relate to that. I can’t stop thinking about how foolish I was, and I can’t believe that my childishness resulted in losing the best thing I’ve ever had. I’m so sorry. Please come back.

I was so naive for ignoring your true love. I was so blind that I couldn’t see your bleeding heart. Now I regret losing you!

I loved you the most, and even after all the pain you’ve given me, I’m ashamed to say I still love you, but the more I love you, the more I hate myself. I hate myself for becoming the person I am in order to become the person you want me to be. I’m losing myself as I spend more time with you. I deserve better and that’s why I can’t be with you anymore.

The thing that made me suffer is not losing you; it was losing myself. As I heal my broken heart, I find myself trying to rediscover the old me once more.

My heart dances and rejoices whenever I think about you, I can’t stand the thought of losing you. I am purely in love with you.

Within you, I am losing myself. Without you, I end up finding myself wanting to get lost again.

The pain of losing you, no matter how much it breaks my heart, reminds me that I loved you with everything I had once upon a time.

I’ve always wondered what losing a limb would feel like. I stopped wondering the moment you left me for good.