Dear you,
You are by far the best thing that's ever happened to me. Well, second best after my son...or maybe third after my dog but still a best out of the three. Maybe that's why I shut you out but can't stop myself from telling you how hectic my day was or how the boy you liked looked so dumb in my class today.
Dear you,
You always put up with me even though you know you don't have to. You don't have to put up with my traumas nor my anxiety. But out of habit I search for you in thise dark days because I've been doing that for the past God knows how many years. (Minus the exaggeration it's 6-4yrs). You're the one who's always stated consthant in my constantly fluctuating life.
Dear you,
I pushed you away when my dog died. Literally pushed you away. I know I had hurt you back then. But I was confused because he was also suppose to be a constant in my constantly fluctuating life and in the back of my mind I held the fear that if he left, so can you. So should you.
Dear you,
I don't deserve you. I don't deserve your intelligence nor your sassiness. I don't deserve the unconditional love you have for me but I am a selfish bitch who takes it anyway.
Dear you, I still fear that you'll leave me. Forget me. Or worst- hate me. But I've hurt you in the worst possible ways already but you never left. It still takes me a lot of time to realize that you aren't leaving me nor forgetting me. But do you blame me? I mean look at you!
Sometimes i feel so scared that i am so dependent on you but most times it's only the thing that keeps me sane. The knowledge that someone is always there.
Dear you,
Don't leave me or make me ever feel like you have.
Dear you,
I love you too. Unconditionally.
