don’t ever take living close to the person you’re in love with for granted
You know what?
I loved you more than coffee at seven in the morning.
I loved you more than the beach at eighty degrees.
I loved you standing tall.
I loved you on my knees.
I loved you like a favorite shirt.
I loved you like I’d never been hurt.
I loved you like the sun loves Earth, despite that
getting too close would cause
everything to burn.
And maybe that’s why you chose to stay away.
But oh God you were my sun and earth and all the words that I can’t say,
And I’d have burned myself alive if it meant
you loved me the same way.
Wow. This was going so goddamn well. We actually were in the process of having something truly amazing. But she had to come in a fucking ruin it. This set him so far back now. All because you were upset and made a stupid decision. You really thought it was a good idea to call him? You haven’t talked to him in MONTHS and you think that’s a good idea? After him longing for you and wanting to hear from you and wanting to hear your voice again after so long, you think it’s a good idea to call him and break his heart? I hate you. I hate how much you hurt him. I hate how stupid you are. He’s my best friend in the entire world and it’s the most devastating thing to hear him bawling his eyes out over the phone while I’m three hours away and can’t do anything to help him. I wish I was with him. I wish I was with him every single second of every single day. I want him to be all mine and only mine and that’s not going to happen if you keep stepping in and trying to “fix” things. You don’t know him at all. He’s changed so much since high school. I talk to him every single day. He’s my best friend and I’m his best friend. You don’t know him, so don’t act like you do.
I’m going to try so damn hard to fix this. I need to fix him. I need to help him. I need to do everything in my power to make him okay again. Because he’s my entire world and I need him to be okay.