The past 3 years have been.. quite the experience.
I love you, & I mean it. The shit you sometimes put me through, makes me wonder why I still wish you were my boyfriend.
Remember last month when you said you don’t want to cheat on her with me anymore?
I guess you lied about that. On thursday when we had to walk 10km to get home, after we got kicked out our cab, you grabbed my hand, & held it as we walked. I began to cry, because I’m so sick of everything, & I feel like I let everyone down, you held me in middle of the road & said “Its okay Kayla, we’re gonna be home soon, you’re cold, but we can do this.”
So I stopped crying & just held you while you held me. Then I told you that I’ll come visit you soon, you smiled & said that you’d like that.
Then we continued to walk hand in hand down the road. I realized I didn’t have my keys, we agreed that I’d sleep in your room, maybe it was that or the cold, but we began to rush home.
We stopped, because I was so cold, sore & tired. You tried to build me a fire, you said you’d make sure we’re okay, & you kept trying, but I needed to continue, I needed to get home. So I began to walk, you caught up & we made it home.
I was so cold, I didn’t want to do anything, I just wanted to lie down & warm up.
But you couldn’t handle yourself, so we had sex. I called you babe a couple times, & we eventually fell asleep.
I know we’re drunk when we do shit like this, but when I said I wanted to come visit you in a while, the smile you had.. was the happiest smile I seen on you in a while.
There’s more than sex between us, & I’d hate to break you & your gf up, but you need to choose one girl & stick with her.
.. I’m hoping & praying that you choose me.
I will always love you.