sábado, 17 de octubre de 2020

Distance

I don't know when we grew apart. I almost didn't notice. And I blame myself every time I think about it. I don't know why, but it is my fault, isn't it? But sorry, I don't have the courage to talk about it. It's stupid, I know — we used to talk so much. I trusted you so so much. I think you did too. Hell, I'm sorry. 

I miss the nickname you gave me. Made me feel better about myself, made me feel love. I liked the way I was in your eyes. Like I was worth it.

Sometimes I miss you. I wish I was another kind of human — a better one. I wish I deserved you.

And I felt left behind. And I know that was my fault too. But I still feel like that — I can't help it I'm so sorry.

I just hope you still think I'm worth it. I just hope that I still get to have a little place in your heart.

I'm sorry, for everything.

I love you.

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