If you could, please disregard the previous letter left on your pillow. That has too much hubris dripping. Too much anger. Too many other emotions that negatively influenced the creation of that notice.
I made you out to be the only person who hurt without any regard for the other person. We both made mistakes. Fuck it, honestly you scared me because you made me face the truth of what was wrong. I wasn't as happy as I projected. Maybe that's why I pushed you so hard to a level of happiness I wanted to achieve. You made me realize how safe and caring I could be with someone else.
When we talked about how much we could give each other, I told you I couldn't be yours because I don't have enough time. What I didn't say is that I was worried that I'd end up never leaving your side.
Maybe I'm weak for still holding a candle for you. But maybe you are too. Yeah you have friends and a placeholder of your own. But you know I can see when you look at me. Feel when you think about me. Cry when you dream of me. This isn't done. Even though you scream it to yourself, know that you're lying.
Your faux determination doesn't cover over us.
You saved my message. Where I admit that I was wrong. That I made a mistake. That I don't blame you, but I had to try to get you back. That means you still care. You still want me.
And you have the spot if you want to come back. But you have to come back.
- Submitted by Evon
LOVER. WRITER. BUDDING PR/MARKETING CONSULTANT. EMOTIONAL AND MENTAL GROWTH ENTHUSIAST. SEX POSITIVE SUPPORTER. You can find Evon at www.goddessevon.com or @GoddessEvon on most social media sites.
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