5/11/22: Home

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You were my home. My safe. The love of my life. You were where I could be free. To be myself to love you more than I have ever loved anyone. Our song comes on and all I can do is cry. I miss you. So so much. So much I don't know what to do about it. I hate crying myself crazy everyday but I do. I write to you everyday. Just imagining that somehow you'll know. Hoping that maybe you miss me too. That maybe you'll call. Or text me. Saying you want to talk it out. All I want is you. You are all I've ever wanted. I don't know what I did to us to make this happen but I'm sorry for whatever I did I wish I could take back whatever I did wrong. But I can't make you love me when you don't. And that is a pain that hope no one ever has to go through. It's unbearable. The pain is too much for me to take. I don't know why I should stay on this earth anymore nothing feels worth it. I want to come home...

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