desiree
there is so much i want to say to her. i just want the chance to tell her that i'm sorry for everything. and that it's not all her fault. i don't want her to blame herself. i fucked up. i blamed her for everything. all of my problems, i turned them around and made them hers. she said i was clingy, i said it was because of something she did. i was manipulative. i was clingy and needy. i was negative. i corrected her. i was selfish. i punished her for the things she did in the past. i never really forgave. and i didn't trust her.
i want to tell her that i love her. and i always will love her. she knew me better than anybody else. she loved me back and i didn't accept it. i want to tell her that she is a wonderful artist. she's extremely talented and is capable of great things. she will change the world with her greatness and the greatness she creates.
is it too late? i can't help but feel that we have a one-of-a-kind love. we have something too special to throw away. magic.
i didn't know love until i met her. until i fell in love with her and she loved me back.
what the fuck do i do?
fuck, reality.
i want to tell her that i love her. and i always will love her. she knew me better than anybody else. she loved me back and i didn't accept it. i want to tell her that she is a wonderful artist. she's extremely talented and is capable of great things. she will change the world with her greatness and the greatness she creates.
is it too late? i can't help but feel that we have a one-of-a-kind love. we have something too special to throw away. magic.
i didn't know love until i met her. until i fell in love with her and she loved me back.
what the fuck do i do?
fuck, reality.