a year later and still it's the same: what the fuck indeed?

I dont even know what to think anymore... is it me? is this my fault? i think i'm destined to never have love or be loved or something... who knows? maybe i'm too impatient, but i loved him. i honestly did and i loved our baby... and both left me. so i stand in the same place i did a year ago. i write the same lines, i cry the same tears and i'm starting to wonder if it isnt my fault...

tell me what i did that was so wrong? tell me what i'm doing to fuck this up?

just tell me it'll be ok. just tell me something. let me know i'm not alone. let me know i'm not the only one.

where the fuck is my romeo?