Dear Josh, I have never been one to consider myself a romantic. I have always read romance novels, of course. Book boyfriends are the best boyfriends because they don’t do what you did. We met at a party and I thought you were the best looking thing I had seen. It felt so good just
Come baby let me take you to the journey of knowing me.You till now know me as much as I have let you know today I will take you to my inner depths the deepest thoughts which I have not shared neither going to share with anyone.. The words might be haphazard you arrange them
I had to do it. Your response was so predictable, it’s as if you copied straight from a search result on Google! It is what I needed to happen so that I can focus solely on my current goals. I have no idea what my feelings meant and they were very, very mild at best!
Say we’ll go there, someday, despite our twisted story. We’ll walk around in the rain, pretending to try to keep dry under an umbrella, we’ll see our city in the flesh. I’d have taken you. I’d have taken you to Montreal, to San Francisco, to Paris, to Seattle, to Sydney, all the way to Tokyo.
You’re suppose to be my best friend. Well now I call you my best fake friend; because you wanted to be way more involved in your boyfriend, rather than in me. And then the day came. The day where it marked a year since my grandpa died, and I lost the love of my life,
You were perfect. When I met you, everything about you radiated perfection. And when I thought of you, I thought of the future we had together. You were probably the only guy I had ever met that was nice, caring, and considerate towards me. And being a child who had been emotionally abused, i would