I hate your first love….for more reasons than you could possibly imagine. And not because I am jealous that you loved her before me, nor that you two had a beautiful daughter. … I hate her because she hurt you… irreparably. She kept you from your own child even when your baby girl almost died.
Dean, I’m so sorry. I know I’ve said it many times before, and every time I’ve meant it. I loved you, a spot in my heart will always be devoted to you, will always yearn for you. I would love to be able to give you my heart and be with you always, but for
Dear J I may have had a few shots of whiskey, but I know the way I’m feeling about you isn’t a result of that. I think I’m in love with you. I know we’ve only known each other for a year, and been “together” even less than that, but I fell hard. I fell
We Started On April 3rd 2011. You Had A Girl: She Was Pregnant! You Are My Front Door Neighbor. I Liked You Since December 23, 2010. You Were Impossible. Somehow I Knew This Wasn’t A Good Idea. I Knew You Would End Up Breaking My Heart. I Knew You Loved Her More. I Knew I
I am so, so sorry. I lied when I told you I loved you. Really, I just want you. I want to you to stay with me. I want you to cuddle with me on my futon while we watch the endless list of movies you want me to watch. I want you to look
i’m feeling extra needy tonight so i decided to take it here. i just miss you i guess. the adoration i feel for you feels so much greater than whatever it is you feel for me. you never fail to disappoint me, sadly. i know you’re not the knight in shining armor. but i know