It just occurred me that I have this "book"
Life has been pain, like usually is, and I'm wondering things a lot lately.
Maybe I'm being a fool, right? I mean, I'm writing something to someone whose name is unknown for almost everyone I know, and he never even showed me in any way that he feels like something is bothering him, like he's missing something.
Truth be told, I'm hurting alone, and I came to realize it for real not so long ago, but I didn't want to come here to tell y'all, because I know someone here needed me to tell pretty things about this kind of love.
I'm sorry I can't sugar coat that for you
I'm hoping that one day our worlds finally collide into something beautiful.
I'll keep you guys updated, even though no one reads this anymore.
Lots Of Loves,
Myosotis
