I almost lost the love of my life this week. I had no idea things were going to unfold the way they did, but I don't know if I'd have been able to stay sane without him in my life. If he had left over this (long story, don't bother with details) I would have never forgiven myself. My whole world is him. He's literally my everything. He's the most important person in my life and always will be. I can only hope he truly understands that. After this week, I don't think he fully does. I'll prove it to him. Because I have no other choice.
I want nothing but happiness for him, and I managed to hurt him, significantly. It doesn't matter that I didn't mean to or think I would, I did. And that's not something I'll ever forgive myself for.
If you happen to log on and see this, I fucking love you so much.
I want nothing but happiness for him, and I managed to hurt him, significantly. It doesn't matter that I didn't mean to or think I would, I did. And that's not something I'll ever forgive myself for.
If you happen to log on and see this, I fucking love you so much.