#dear v

[toallthefeelingsivehadbefor-blog]

I think about you sometimes.  Even though the time we spent together was short.  You gave me memories I’d never forget. Ones I look back on with a smile on my face.  I sometimes think what we could’ve become.  I think we would’ve been great together. But you don’t think about us at all.  You don’t even remember.

[dearvoidd]

A love that feels the way fresh bread smells. THAT.

Give me that.

[dearvoidd]

Dear Void,

I havn't done too many bad things in my life but falling into infatuation as a sick womens proxy for basic love and decency has got to be the worst.

-A

[dearvoidd]

Dear Void,

I wanted of REAL life- REAL love..., I rejected living in the sweet cloud of fantasy so I may build a real life and in doing so, I forgot to dream. I didnt know what to build or if I even wanted to build at all. I didn't know what I even would be building for. You dont need to be lost in the golden hazed twilight woods but a person needs to dream.

-A

[dear-v]

you shouldn’t talk to me at all. you lost that right when you threatened me with trauma you knew I had

[dear-v]

it’s either i’m a horrible person or you’re crazy, and i don’t want to know which one it is

[dear-v]

when I noticed new details you’d give me about yourself, I treated it as a puzzle piece to a more complete version of you.

you looked at me and you didn’t like what you saw. you never loved me for who I really was

[dear-v]

you and I are fundamentally different. I held you to the same standards as I have for myself, that I’d never see my friends as enemies. that I would love them for who they are