Me and Phil had always had little arguments here and there, but over the past 2 months, they've gotten worse. They were just so pointless now. I took a pair of his jeans and it broke out into a huge fight. I wish this hadn't started. I miss when we used to cuddle and give eachother random kisses. I miss when we used to love eachother. When he used to hug me and tell me he would never stop loving me. But it's hard to believe when he's out with friends having a party but he tells you not to come. He thinks I'm an embarrassment. I miss when he would make me come to a party with him because he was scared. When we started fighting he started going out more. I've always feared what he does when he's out. I never thought I would say this but
I wish I never met Phil Lester.
I love Phil with all of my heart but I knew he said he liked me not to hurt my feelings. It hurts. It hurts so god damn bad. It feels like I'm drowning in pointless 'I love yous'. I miss Phil. I knew he's right there but; I miss us.
