The last month has been amazing. I felt a happiness that I had never felt before. I loved a girl and she told me she loved me. When she touched me I felt a fire in my body, one that I thought was long gone. When she looked at me and talked to me, I felt like I mattered.
Now I feel like I was lied to and my heart feels like it will fall out of my chest. I shouldn’t have put myself out there so soon.
I am the things her girlfriend is not. But that is not enough. I am once again not enough.