Let’s go back. Back to the beginning, back to when the Earth, The Sun, the stars all aligned.
I’m Coming Clean. For real this time.
I hate myself for breaking you… for making you not believe
For allowing myself to build it up, and break it down
For misreading my feelings.
For not blaming myself at first.
If i stay true to myself, will you be true to me again? Will you help me with my life, like you used to? Will you ask me if i’m ohkay, and try to make it better?
I want someone like that.
I NEED someone like that. And it’s YOU. IT IS YOU. Please, come back for me, don’t leave me stranded, alone, and thinking. Like i did to you…I’m sorry.
You make my life better. And without you, in some kind of way in it, it feels like life’s more of a punishment. . . . . . . . .So please. I need you.