It Only Took One It was the scars. The fear. The troubled boy. The one who took it all away. It wasn’t the broken survivor. It wasn’t the changing adventurer. It wasn’t the hesitant caretaker. It was the once innocent boy. His mistakes. His drive to help everyone. His lack of worth. His hidden cracks.
I have to let go. You don’t even feel that way about me. I have to let go, and stop torturing myself like this. I have to let go, but I can’t. See, I care about you. It really isnt fair how much I feel for you, if you don’t return the feelings. I just
I’m definitely coming back as a cat in my next life. Getting run over can’t hurt as much as this.. Related Post I love you, I love you, I love you- Wait, what did... passenger seat A veces, pienso que nuestras almas son parejas.
Dear R. Remember when you were a partner in the bar at the hotel in W? One night you absent-mindedly left the day’s receipts on a desk in the back room of the hotel reception where I worked the late shift. I found the envelope with the large amount of cash ($900 in 1976). I
I just never texted again… i wanted to….not even sure if u wrote back after mt last text…. had to much going on… thought about texting u today not really sure if I should or if it will be welcomed… maybe one day sunshine…. Related Post It’s 2:40am and you’re all I can think... ..
Uh, hey. I’m too late again, and I’m not quite drunk enough to get you out of my head. I know, I know. I can see you rolling your eyes at me right now, but I can’t get to sleep and I can’t get that drunk so I guess I need someone to talk to,