Today you told me about the song you wanted to make to express your feelings. I didn't want to know the name, and I'm happy i was able to stop the audio before you told me. I want it to be a surprise, just like this book is for you.
I had this book planned for such a long time. There was a day during one of our calls that you told me you would love to have a book for you, and i was holding myself not to tell you that i was already doing one. I didn't want to spoil the surprise (like you fucking did with the song kdkck).
I know this book is a mess, I'm sorry for that. But my mind is a mess, and this is basically everything that i think about you. Everything that I'm aware of that i think about you, at least fkkc. So it's not a surprise it is a mess. I'm sorry for the mess anyways. And i swear I'm trying to put everything in here, but it's hard. I'm going through all of our conversations and it's really complicated to remember everything i thought at those days, i have a really bad memory.
So yeah, i wasn't writing in my diary about today (like i told you i was), not the today you were thinking about at least kfkckc. I'm writing in this diary, the book diary of my feelings for you. Kdkkk.
Puta que pariu eu te amo demais kkkkk.
I love you so fucking much you little bitch gkkgkc... So much.
YOU ARE READING
for all the words i left unsaid
NonfiksiOnce upon a time there was a boy that lived in my heart, he had said so many "i love you" and i, insecured and with my heart wrapped inside a box with too many keys, was not able to tell him back or show him how my i loved him. This is how i try to...
