True Love
I write this with a heavy heart. He is gone and although it is not death I feel so inmune to anything, dead in a far worse state. I cried so much today. I felt like a faucet, except I couldn't turn it off. This makes no sense. I don't make sense. I had to sleep so I wouldn't think about my own misery. I regret so much. I regret not loving him enough, not trusting him enough, not taking the time to truly show my love. I know I did all that, but I could've done so much more. I am sorry for not giving you your worth. You are worth everything.I am now forced to live for myself and it really hurts to feel so alone. To know that although we try to keep together time will take its toll and he will soon forget what it once meant to be loved by me and the warmth of my embrace. Distance will soon make us into strangers. I hope not. But if it does, I hope to see you again, stranger.
I love you, baby.
B
I love you, baby.
B