Why are you torturing me? I’m so in love with you… Honest, real love. And all I can think is bc we are both women that freaks you OUT… me being your first relationship. How can you walk away & pretend to not rember New York, Cancun (phone calls), Passadena, Huntington, Joshua Tree??? How can you walk away from basically 8 months of back to back passionate days & nights. How can you pass that up? We only live once… And what if you were my only one & I yours. You were my best friend, partner in crime… How can you forsaken all that & then contact me every few months to say you can’t stop thinking about me. I care so much more than I think you will ever realize. And I think your fear blinds you. You are looking for a traditional love? And you fight me so hard but we always end up right where we started. I wish you would have the balls to love me or at admit it to yourself… or even just try.
You are my dream. I wish for you everyday… & it kills me that you tell me that you wish we could hang out when you are the one keeping us apart.
You are the only girl I would do anything for… You are my dream.
And I don’t normally pray but I pray so hard for you… I wish on every star for you.
Victoria
