And suddenly. The End.
I feel that I harass, annoy, bother, and plague people that I fall in love with (which has only happened twice). I don't fall in love easily because I don't trust easily. My last love I proposed to and we were engaged. All over again I am dying inside, I am breaking and this time I'm not so sure that I can survive. I am already ready to give up and I don't plan on lasting very long; my expiration date is rapidly approaching. I knew I was never meant for love but I've never loved the way I loved her, ever. I feel so awful every single day knowing that it was my own selfish self. You don't find someone that loves you as much as you love them every lifetime, I ruin everything. I feel broken and like I am already dying, like the end is already starting and I believe that it is this time.
I miss being romantic with her and I miss her sweet giggling and watching her sleep and I miss spoiling her and I miss holding her and I miss her sassy attitude and I miss her smart a** remarks and I miss her being only a phone call away and I miss her smell and I miss her kisses and I miss her touches and I miss her voice and I miss her perfect eyes and I miss her romance and I miss her brilliancy and I miss her love and I miss every single thing that she is.
It's so cold and dead now. It's so lonely and miserable.
· Wed May 08, 2013 @ 05:31am · 0 Comments