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— Adeline Fecker
Maybe in my next life
I’ll be a little more care free
Stop worrying so much about others
And just worry about me.
I don’t know where I’m going, or where I’ll end up. All I know is right now I need your love.
For the first time in a long time, I can feel myself genuinely smile. I don’t know how long it’s been since I’ve done that. You bring me out of my comfort zone, you make my heartbeat so loud I can hear it in my ears, you listen to me, I listen to you, we laugh so hard we cry. Is this what falling in love feels like?
You slam the door in my face, then open it once you’re replaced.
Being your’s is the closest to heaven I have ever been.
I’m sorry for what I put you through, all those years ago. It wasn’t right. It was possibly one of the worst things I’ve ever done in my life. You see, I’ve realized that sometimes you have to own up to your shit. Most of the time I would blame you, and say you got too attached, but maybe I got too distant, never expressed myself, always left you guessing.. fuck, I ghosted you before ghosting existed but I was one myself. You just wanted to love me, and I just wanted to be unloved. I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I say that so much now, I don’t know if I’m saying it to me... or to you.