My love,
This thing we've got is far beyond a "crush". You're more than just another face in the crowd. More than just another boy in my life. You've become my laughter, my fun, my constant smile, my backbone, my buddy, my reality check, my helping hand, my undying joy, my guide, my protection, my amazement, my grasp on life. And nobody can take that away from me, except you. I'm not going to make this all fancy with some big words, I'm just going to tell you straight up. There's some things that still linger in my mind about our past. The hurt and pain that you've caused me. Am I willing to go through it any longer? Honestly, no. I don't want that kind of love where we have no trust. Its been bugging the bubkus out of me. I don't know what I want anymore. I love you, there's no doubt about that, but I've had my fair share of heart aches, and I don't want this to be another one. I try my hardest for you, to keep you happy. I watch my actions, for you, because I wouldn't want to hurt you, but you have to be willing to do the same for me. You say sorry, you say I love you, and you say you know that's not enough to make up for the past. Prove it to me.
Sincerely, yours.
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.