Love...?

I don’t actually know what to do with myself, my minds saying one thing and I’m trying to convince myself not to miss him and that I know longer have feelings for him but I’d be lying to myself. He started to become my world, I couldn’t stop thinking about him, and when I finally did I realised how much everything reminded me of him. Guess that happens when you spend 6 years trying to prove you’re good enough for someone. But I wasn’t, don’t think I ever was. At least I tried, I gave every inch of strength I had to impress him, keep him, make him mine, none of it worked so now I’m exhausted and tired!
I want him to want me, I want him to miss him, I can’t lose him or not have him in my life, he’s too much a part of it!
I’m not in love with him, I just don’t want anyone else.
I don’t want to belong to anyone else.

I miss you…