Darling. You were the first guy to ever call me that.
You were also the first guy I ever fell in love with.
We went through an emotional roller coaster. I left you because I couldn’t handle it anymore. We spoke occasionally and now I have hung out with you about three times. You hold my hand, you kiss me, and you say how we get along really well. All I hear behind your words and actions is “I plan to make you fall in deep again and then I am going to make sure I hurt you all over again”. Maybe your actions are sincere but I am so scared. I never want to go through that emotional hurt again,the same hurt I have to endure repeatedly because I can never forget. I just wish we both weren’t so stupid.