March 9, 2002
Here I am...it's been a while again.
I feel the need to vent and have no one I trust more than myself to talk to.
I don't think I could ever stop loving you. And I don't even know who you are these days. I hope that you can feel me thinking about you and know that you will always be loved. We've done eachother so wrong over the years - the worst atrocities coming from me. And if I'm being honest the most harm has come from me, which will always weigh heavy. I haven't forgotten all the hurt I've caused, regardless of who threw the first stone. But I miss you and I'll always need you even if we haven't spoken in decades. I'll never love anyone with as much passion and depth the way I have always loved you and I think about you all the time.
I have cancelled my wedding, because I know it's wrong. It felt so wrong, and I instantly felt better.
Why do you affect me so?! I've always felt second best to the friend you always seemed closer to. A friend that has always harbored feelings for you and you them...
So [maybe] I'm just crazy! And love isn't real. Perhaps you don't think about me, ever, and the undying love is not and has never been reciprocated. Either way, here I am. (Secretly) always yours, I can't stop and I won't stop loving you.
I feel the need to vent and have no one I trust more than myself to talk to.
I don't think I could ever stop loving you. And I don't even know who you are these days. I hope that you can feel me thinking about you and know that you will always be loved. We've done eachother so wrong over the years - the worst atrocities coming from me. And if I'm being honest the most harm has come from me, which will always weigh heavy. I haven't forgotten all the hurt I've caused, regardless of who threw the first stone. But I miss you and I'll always need you even if we haven't spoken in decades. I'll never love anyone with as much passion and depth the way I have always loved you and I think about you all the time.
I have cancelled my wedding, because I know it's wrong. It felt so wrong, and I instantly felt better.
Why do you affect me so?! I've always felt second best to the friend you always seemed closer to. A friend that has always harbored feelings for you and you them...
So [maybe] I'm just crazy! And love isn't real. Perhaps you don't think about me, ever, and the undying love is not and has never been reciprocated. Either way, here I am. (Secretly) always yours, I can't stop and I won't stop loving you.