dear darling
I thought I'd write again. I'd missed it if I'm honest. I miss you sometimes, like when you out with friends or when you leave. I miss you. I hate not spending time with you. like when we go for weeks without seeing eachother or feels like I'm missing something. yeah I guess I am in a way. I'm missing one of the best things that has happened to me. but I've still got you. do you recall that time when we were cuddling and you forgot to take the chocolate out of your pocket? it took me forever to stop laughing, it just went everywhere. I was covered, you were my room was :'). you make me happy, and not the crap happy your brought up to be. a genuine warm, fuzzy happy. it's weird because I've never really felt this kind of happy before. even during the tough times I still feel it. and your always there for me to. through all the hard bits. that just makes me love you more. I know we have our ups and downs but that's only because I'm scared. I'm scared of disappointing you, of not being good enough and hurting you. I can't bare the thought of hurting you
