I don’t want to love you. I don’t want to hold my heart out to you just so you can push it away. I don’t want to cry everytime you send a picture. I don’t want to keep hurting myself.
Yet, here I am… I still tear up everytime you send a selfie… I still think about you all hours of the night… When I get good news, I want to tell you… When I get bad news, I want to tell you… I’m still in love with you & I probably always will be.
I’m sorry. I understand why you hate me. 😞
