And One Day, Your Name Didn't Make Me Smile Anymore. I thought about you today and I didn't want you. Thinking about you doesn't make me happy anymore. I don't feel the need to hear your voice anymore or see your face ever again.
Actually it hurts worse. If I’m not loving in the way that is uniquely ‘my way’ then I’m not being true to myself. I have never loved half way, that kind of loving is not me. Just thinking about this brings back such hurtful memories.