It literally breaks my heart to watch you continually hurt yourself.
Maybe not physically, but by using all the drugs you use to escape reality. I can’t even begin to explain how much I love you, and how much I would love to be with you forever. I’m sorry I broke your heart. We were so young, and neither of us knew any better. I just wanted to experience life. I didn’t know how bad I was hurting you.
You still hold that grudge. The one time I wronged you. You even got revenge, not once, but multiple times. So, why do you still hold that against me?
I feel like it’s my fault, that you started doing drugs to escape everything. To escape how you feel/felt about me. Because I hurt you. It hurts me so badly every time I bring up a memory we share, and you don’t remember because you were too strung out. I want to be with you, I’m willing. You just have to be sober. And you have to be with me because you love who I am. Not because it’s what you think you should do.
P.S. I fall in love with you every time I see you. Regardless if it’s 5 minutes or 5 months.