That night walking in the rain you said you wanted to be with me, but it had to be in the romantic way that you knew you needed help with. Under no circumstance would you settle for just being friends. I didn't want to just be your friend either and would support you however you needed to get to a place of balance.
Maybe the pressure was too overwhelming. A few weeks after we reconciled and kept up on text, you let me know that it wasn't going to work out between us. I received your morning message while still in my pajama t-shirt, half expecting it, half hoping that fear wouldn't get the better of you. I thanked you for letting me know and wished you well, as I grappled with my blue mood and grieving tears.
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My Vision in Blue: A Love Story in T-Shirts
RomanceThey were more than just an algorithmic match on the dating site where music brought them together. He wore a blue t-shirt in his profile that she also once owned. Their pairing would transcend time, defy logic, endure loss, and be set to a soundtra...
