Dear diary; I hate myself.

Once someone came into my life,
he made me feel a certain way.
To this feeling I got quite addicted,
I never wanted it to leave me.
He told me a million times how I shouldn't be upset and that life was great, and I believed him.
But now, he is the one making my life so miserable, he made my world collapse.
His words "I'm moving to Germany" will never leave my mind,
every second of my day those words daze through my head.
Everything I was still alive for is now leaving,
right before my eyes.