I’m come home from break…. We’ve spent every night together since. He took me to a hotel last night…. He toasted to “the process”… The process of falling for me. I need him like I’ve never needed anyone else. He’s beautiful and wonderful… And he’d do anything for me
Love isn’t pretty. It isn’t something glorious and beautiful like it is in the movies. You spill your heart out for someone cause they ask you to and there is no great applause or even second thought. He just sticks you with the cold hard truth. Why you were sitting there dreaming about all that could be…. He was planning his escape.
You tell me over and over again that you aren’t good enough for me. Well sweetheart, to me, you’re the only one that’s ever been good enough. Everyone else has never even come close.
And you’re back…….
I can’t believe it’s over. Thanks for the best two years of my life.
You broke my heart. And I don’t think there is any way we can come back from this. You don’t see a future with me. Why couldn’t you have said this last summer? Wouldn’t that have been easier for both of us?
He doesn’t change anything for me. If anything he proved to me that I need you
I’m fucking sorry. But I didn’t lie and you tried to tell me I didn’t care……. Fuck you. I care…. More than you ever did