Mes Peines

I miss you Honey. I hope you’re alright, as well as your dad. You’ve been away for only a day and it feels like it’s been a month. It’s unbearable. It’s selfish too. If I tell you that, you will go on with the fact that I’m obsessed with you, but I’m just attached to you, but to a different extent than the way I usually grow attached to people. I love you, somehow, despite all the "problems" we’ve had. All I want is to be with you, and you to never leave me. I think I should be able to trust you there, for you’ve proved your fidelity over and over again. And seriously how could one not love you for that? For everything you are.

I’m not lying to myself honey. I love you but I also like you. And hate you. You’re the one for me. I can never find someone who will show more care than you, who will take greater care of me, find me prettier, love me more than you used to love me or even, bitch at me as efficiently as you do. Seriously Love, I’m glad to count you amongst my friends. You mean the world to me, if you go, it will collapse and me with it.