This is nothing. Everything else is just a fantasy, a romanticized idea of what we could’ve been if you never left. I’m glad I met you but this has to end now. Whatever this thing is between us, it won’t work out if I’m the only one making an effort. If it’s always me sending
… but what if I want that from you? Do you … want me to want things from you? Please don’t stop. Related Post To my first love Regrets .
we broke up. you kicked me out. I went with a friend and shit didn’t work out. you told me to go home. and I didn’t want to go crawling on my knees hoping to get help from my fake family. So I went with my roommate who I cheated on you with. 3 months
I wish we were closer and I know by now that its my fault. I can’t set down my pain with the fact on how my brother let his wife treat me and how he was just so clueless. You told me you understood why I didn’t come around, I’m sure its always a bad