My first encounter with love. It’s too late now. I have only now come to realize that he was the final missing puzzle piece to my life. I fucked it up. Everything about him was so perfectly imperfect. I’m so disappointed in myself.
My first encounter with love. It’s too late now. I have only now come to realize that he was the final missing puzzle piece to my life. I fucked it up. Everything about him was so perfectly imperfect. I’m so disappointed in myself.