The stories kind of tragic, kind of sad. I'm kind of heart broken, kind of desperate. I'm trying so hard to not plan out how I think things should be, it's impossible. How am I supposed to just sit back and watch him slowly feed his love to someone else? How? Do you know what I'm supposed to do? I sure don't.
So I'm done here. Every word I've said, all I could ever say. There's nothing more to say. So let's hope the current brings you back to me, so I can feel you again. Feel your body again, your love again. I hope, you do come back.
I can't take much more rejection.
I love you, dearest.
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