Let me be the person that tells you, every single morning, that you are both beautiful and remarkable.
You called yourself a failure because you chipped a finger nail. That’s when I knew I needed so much more than you; and you needed so much less of me.
Some day people will ask, 'what inspires you the most?' I will turn, look at you, and without having to say one word, they all will know my answer.
You freed me. With you, my limited world, became limitless; and all that was impossible, suddenly became possible.
I took your hand and squeezed it so hard, I thought I'd die. In not letting go, I didn't realise that I klled you instead.
Unable to hold back my tears, as I packed a suitcase. 'Why are you leaving? This just makes no fucking sense!' You are yelling, taking things out of the suitcase, as I put them in. I have to admit, it made no sense. None whatsoever. I am in love with you. There is no doubt … Continue reading The Long Goodbye