The best days of my life were spent with you. When I say I love you, I mean it more than anything I’ve ever known. Im not sure about life and who I am to become. All I know for sure is that I love you. Everything I see becomes you in one way or another. When I hear a laugh, I remember yours. When I see your face in a photo, I recall the feeling of your skin against my finger tips. I remember the scent. This love that I have for you. It feels like a sun that burns inside me. To not have you, to not be able to touch you, kiss you, call you mine…its a feeling thay creates a black hole inside me. Taking all the joy away and brightness from day to day life. Yet that burning inside me, the one that burns for you. It keeps me going. It is my fuel. It radiates so strongly. Just tell me again, how much do you love me? To accept my flaws. My mistakes. Could you do that?
I may be a shitty friend, but I’m your shitty friend.