I miss him.

I’m focused on getting to the bag because love is flitting. I miss him a lot even tho the good times are all in my head. He was mean asf to me and made me feel fat and ugly. It’s the reason I own my own business now and am trying to get a 2nd job. He’s the reason my life has to be beautiful because I don’t want him or any man to be the highlight of it. He’s been on my mind heavy. He’s been on my mind a lot. He would never love me. He will never love me in the way I need to be loved. I never feel good enough for him. Tbh that’s ok I’m moving on.