For three years, I only had eyes for my first love. I had only been with the man for a week. The rest of the time, we were thousands of miles apart. Sometimes I wonder if I was only in love with my idea of what he was. Strong. Perfect. The embodiment of American ideals and the protector of them. There was never anything official between us, and there were others throughout the years. Until you came along though, I didn’t think it was possible to love anyone else. You are not him. You will never take his place in my heart. But you are so much on your own, and you give me hope. I adore you, and you say my feelings are requited. I’m sorry if I seem cold at times, but I am hurt, and only time will show me what is true and what is not. Thank you for your love and patience. Thank you for continuing to push back everytime I push you away. Thank you for everything.
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