Dearest love,
Why do you have to be so far away? I can't handle it anymore, but I don't want to tell you that because I know how you are. You wouldn't take it very well, probably expecting me to give up on you. I won't do that, regardless of how hard things can be on us. I hope I see you soon though. Really soon. I can't wait, but at the same time, I don't want to because I'm scared once I see you, I'll be attached even more than before. And I'm still scared that you'll hurt me again. Hearts don't break, they get bruised and mistreated, that's all, and you've already done enough of that with mine, but I still trust you. Why? I'm still not sure, but what am I supposed to do? This situation is horrible, but you're just so wonderful. I miss you.
Yours Truly, Preeti.
P.S. Being away from you is a pain in the fucking ass.
About me
- ooweeitspreet !
- Everything written in this blog is explicit by the way being straight from the mind, transferred through words. I felt that people don't really know the other side of me. I'm not always the usual fun and games, I also get down to business with literature being one of my guilty pleasures. My opinions are blunt. I don't share my point of view too often, if you ask me politely though I'll surely answer you with ease. Truthfully, there's only a handful of people who I can actually sit down with and have a legitimate conversation with. No, not about mama drama junk, but the real life situations. Like, politics or what is up with the "whadupp" kinda stuff. I get down with the get down. I speak my mind. Get at me. Thank You.