“You understand I’m going to consume your life? It’s going to get so bad, you’re going to get sick of me.” It’s only been a month since he stopped me from ending it all, but since then, my days have revolved around trying to keep moving, and thinking of him. I wish I could make my brain cut the wire that seems dead set on being attached to him. I didn’t even think of Bryson this much when I was dating him. “That’s not going to happen.”
