• Every fucking day

    by  • August 16, 2013 • * Safe for Work *, Miss You • 0 Comments

    Dear G,
    I miss you more than I care to admit. The 3 years we spent together are the most precious years of my entire life. I know we are both in new relationships, but every day I hope to get a call, a text, an email, SOMETHING from you. But I know you would never reach out like that, you’re too respectful of our third parties, as am I. But for the record, if you asked me to be with you again, I wouldn’t even hesitate to say yes. I’m better when I’m with you. You are my only love.

    I tell E that I love him. But I can’t help but wonder if you, my first love was my only true love, and maybe I’m just reenacting the rituals of that first real, true experience is what I’m doing with him. I seem to be pretty convincing, he believes me, I hope one day I will be able to believe myself too.

    They say it takes 1/2 of the time you were with someone to fully get over them. If that’s the case, I should be over you this November. I’m counting the days. But I only seem to long for you more each day

    Miss you with every inch of my soul,
    Me

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