With each day that passes by, you seem to walk a little farther away from me. I’m sorry that I hurt you so bad, but there’s a time when you need to learn to forgive.
I’m in pain, a lot of it, but I never wished it upon you. I swear.
Every night, I have these beautiful dreams, always about you. And then I wake up each morning in tears, knowing they are not true. I cannot move on, because I lack closure.
I don’t care about what your story is to people, because it’s not true. None of it is. And I refuse to believe that it’s over.
All I want is ONE CHANCE.
To show you who I really am.
To be the one you were looking for.
And I don’t want anyone else.
You still called me your girl, and it brought a smile to my face. Until I heard the last part of what you had to say.
I’m not the w***e you think I am.
And I cannot believe YOU called me that.
What is all this anger and pain towards me? And if this was all, why did we even begin a chapter together?
But all I ask of you is this: one conversation. That’s all I want.
Feel free to burn this, if that’s really what you want. But I think you’re better than that. And you are free to prove me wrong.
You told me to try harder before you hung up on me?
This is my last card on the table.
Hoping you’ll ponder over it all,