B,
You broke me. Made me feel so small.
But for some reason I’d probably still drop everything if you asked me to.
You didn’t and will never understand how much you meant to me.
And now that I’ve cut ties and you can’t keep tabs on me, part of me hopes it stings a little bit and you realise the mistake you made. The other part misses you so much it hurts.
I’ll always love you.
S.
I didn’t write this. If I had written it (and I could have – almost every drop), I would never tag it “It’s over, move on” because I will never give up hope to recreate us, restore our bond, replenish our souls. We belong together, for richer for poorer, in sickness and health, til death.
Months later and I’m looking through here again and see your comment. I don’t think it was for me but that’s what I would want to hear from my S. Thanks for the smile; I hope it works out for you and your B.
Idk if you are my ex or not, but after reading this, it really made me think about the other half of my story; so, thank you. It gave me a little peace, thinking maybe my love was reciprocated afterall.
I appreciate it.
-B