E:
I want to be with you so badly. Even though I know you’re not good for me, you manipulated me, you lied to me. And yet, I miss you in my arms, I miss your smile.
I have not written a single poem since you left me, nor I’ve felt that immense certainty that I’m capable of anything for someone. I’ll not be the one who calls you, but if one day you look back and want to take my hand, I’ll give you everything I’ve got. Whatever the cost.
