#was it wrong?

[elsaellaelys]

I told her I love her

[phanismynewlifenow]

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[toopunkforthisx]

that moment when Barry called Cisco baby because I felt like I was writing Rorbastian and Seb's #1 petname for Rory is baby. 

what have I done

*sweats nervously* 

[highspiritsofdetermination]

Envy can be a fickle thing

I'm envious of those who are in love, I really am, if there's one thing I would have in the world, it'd be that.  I thought I was in love for the longest time with a person who I was with for 3 and half years and in my own doubt of our relationship I let her go to soon.  Realizing my mistake, I had made an attempt to undo what I had done, but it seems the universe/god/coincidence had other plans for me.  We all strive for comfort, something that can fill the void that lies deep in our hearts, and to those few who find it... you have achieved something that not many actually find and fewer  are wise enough to keep.  My biggest sin was that in my desperation of overwhelming feelings of anxiety and turmoil, I decided to leave, maybe not fully knowing what I was running from, but running nonetheless.  Now...I struggle to keep myself alive, I find waking up every morning with her in mind, knowing that in spite of our memories together, I mean nothing to her now.  My heart aches and I don't know how long this will last (many have said my whole life).  Was it so wrong to find an answer in a time of pain?  Was it so wrong to try and find truth about you really felt about a person? I guess it was for me...