Hey LOML
I wonder if you'll ever read this. Even at our worst- you're it for me. For me, You are the one.
I'm waiting while you make up your mind about us. I expect you'll let me go. Soon I won't be able to say all the words I have for you in my heart.
I understand that you will probably be happier without me, so your decision feels inevitable. I love you so damn much bear. To be without you just might kill me, but better me than you I guess, because sometimes it feels like being with me is killing you.
I love you still, forever, as long as my consciousness lingers in any form. Not like an old friend, a past paramour. I am in love with you forever. I'm sure you'll move on, find happiness in someone less complicated. Maybe my deep, intense kind of love isn't what you need, or even what you want, but I don't know how to love any other way.
I am not okay, but realise that maybe that's what you need to do for you.
Fuck bear. How am I supposed to live without you?
