• One More Chance, Please?

    by  • November 9, 2011 • * Safe for Work *, Heartbreak • 0 Comments

    Dear you,

    I miss you. I can’t state it any better than I miss you. I wish kissing in the rain, I miss cuddling, I miss your nickname for me, I miss catching fireflies, I miss being called “My Girl”, I miss being your lucky charm. I miss the way you’d always find a way to make me feel better. I cheated on you with your best friend. I lied to you, more than you could imagine. That is why, I am guilty. This whole thing? It’s my fault. If I could go back, I’d prove to you that you mean more than anything. But then again, after all I put you through I wouldn’t want to come back to me either. I am sorry. And, I miss you.

    With love, (not by choice)
    Desperate for you.

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