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I’ve been lying awake at night, replaying your words over and over, trying to figure out why they hurt so much.
For the first time, I’m really questioning if this love is what it’s supposed to be.
The way your words hit me — it’s like they’ve left a mark that I can’t just shake off.
I keep asking myself, are we really meant for each other, or did we jump into this too quickly without thinking it through?
Love should feel like a safe place, right?
But lately, I’ve felt more like I’m walking on eggshells, just waiting for something to break.
What you said — those words keep sticking with me, and now I’m wondering if everything we’ve built together is as solid as I thought.
Did we rush into this?
Did we dive headfirst into something we weren’t ready for?
These doubts keep creeping in, especially when it’s quiet and I’m alone with my thoughts.
They make me question everything about us.
Are we fooling ourselves, trying to force something that might not be meant to work?
But here’s the thing — I still want us to work out.
