How can I still love you?
This just really sucks an isn’t fair at all
I still see you everywhere I go. The blocks we walked together, the restaurants we ate at, the houses we slept together in: it keeps us barely alive. This restaurant still being here is proof that you once loved me. As long as Joanne Street doesn’t blow up, it will remain a reminder of what…
Your an idiot for what you did. Just saying.