When I first met you, you were the person I wanted to be with. I still want you to be that person but why do I feel the way I do now?
When I first met you I came to you healthy, I took a year of loneliness and acceptance in order to bring my life peace and joy. I was a new girl and a new person all in one. Inside and out.
I wanted to show you how it felt to be loved and cared for. That's what I wanted to do, I wanted to prove that the world wasn't as nasty and negative as you thought it was.
I met you on my senior year of high school. I was well known and had many friends. So many yet so little to text me, but you texted me and I was happy.
When you asked me out I felt absolutely loved and delighted. I was giggling and I was crying tears of joy because you chose to be with me. I would twirl my hair, my eyes would sparkle, my skin was glowing, my body was like a statue of a goddess. That's how happy I was.
We had our own issues and problems in our home, yet we still managed it well with each other. You were the reason I even started working at retail, because you gave me that confidence to just go for it.
We would have our little bumps on the road like every other relationship.
I would still send you paragraphs of how much I love you and I'd send you so many good morning and goodnight texts with hearts everywhere. As well as sending you silly TikTok's of kids and "us" videos. We would talk and say we missed each other!
You were the absolute sweetest, you would listen to me talk and blabber about anything I had to even say. You'd sleep on the phone with me so I could feel more comfortable. You would FaceTime me and you would stare at me like a girl you've never even had before. Our relationship was good and sweet and so pure with love. I have so much I could.
You broke up with me more that 27 times in our relationship...
