I write for you because I can't kiss you. So I hope my words would.
Hiding my feelings then leaving you hints.
I'm sorry.
I know that I've been an arsehole with you when we were together.
I used to be toxic and God you don't know how much I want to go back in time and never treated you like that in the past, but i guess that "you learn from your mistakes its true".
After all, I'm here, completely different, going to therapy and trying my best because you deserve that and me too.
I know that at some point we hated eachother, at least I thought that I hated you but c'mon, im head over heels for you ever since we talked for the first time, Im never going to forget that call.
It was raining here where I live and we started listening music from my iPad, soft music.
It's been a year since that I think, God times does flies, innit? God, I can't believe that I've been so blind and fool that I almost lost you.
I almost lost you.
I was never going to forgive myself if that happened.
I love you, so so much.
I just told you that you have so much power over me because I always came back to you and you to me.
I mean, it must be the universe or something, right?
I don't know what or who it is that keeps pushing us towards one another but I hope that never stops.
I don't know if you feel the same about me, if you love me the same or even if you still see me as the love of your life.
I know that you are mine.
I'm going to be here even if you don't feel the same, if you want to just be friends, that's fine, I just want to be around you.
Please.
Let me love you, let me have you.
Let me fix my mistakes with actions and not only words.
I love you.
Oh Mrs Darcy, how much I love you.
I wish I was more brave to tell you this.
I wish you could forgive me and love me.
I wish...
we’re talking again. although i no longer have feelings for you, i don’t know what i should do. the friendship we once had is still one i remember well—our good conversations, the way you made me laugh, i didn’t forget it all. i don’t try to remember it but it was good while it lasted, and i’m okay with the way we are now. talking to you again just leaves me torned between keeping you for the sake of our friendship and cutting you off for the relationship i used to hope we would someday have and now no longer want.
— is it finally time to let you go? i know i’ll see you again someday, but it won’t be on our own accord. that’s not the kind of relationship we have. not talking to you or the opposite doesn’t really matter much. i don’t want anything more for us but it doesn’t change the nature of our relationship… we’re still friends after all.