You were biggest heartbreak and the critic in me. I can’t stop hearing your comments. It fucks with my head and my confidence. But you were my warmest hug and the one I keep going to when I need someone. I’m so conflicted. I don’t know whether to hate you or to love you. Maybe we just need space again. You’ve used me before and I don’t know if it’s the same this time. I can’t tell. All I know is that the moment you leave, I miss you…despite all of that.