his eyes burned from the tears that felt endless, the sleepless nights weren’t helping him much either. He knew he had messed up bad, but that’s what happens when you give someone empty promises and false hope for too long. The words that were spoken to him that night still rang in his head, as if his mind was forcing him to always hear that he messed up, that he was nothing but a failure. “I miss the old version of you”.. yet he was the one that destroyed it. Is there even a way to save this?