Do you ever just want to say fuck it?
I know it’s been forever. I know we have our own lives. Fuck our lives are great…. But do you ever just want to burn it all down just to feel that heat again?
I know it’s been forever. I know we have our own lives. Fuck our lives are great…. But do you ever just want to burn it all down just to feel that heat again?
Mxxxxx,
It’s crazy to look back a decade ago and remember the fire we had. When it was you and me against the world. When we were struggling but didn’t give a shit who cared. We had each other. Thinking about the first time I saw you and remembering my heart stop. It’s the only time I’ve ever felt that way in my life. The little voice that told me to say fuck it and introduce myself to you even though you were surrounded by guys trying to get your attention.
It’s wild to me that it’s been 7 years since it went sideways. It’s been 6 years since I really held you in my arms. It’s been a year since I saw you for the last time in passing. You looked good. You looked happy and im happy for you.
I think about you though…. It feels like way too much. I’m not saying that I’m not happy in life. I’ve become the person i talked about becoming. I finally forgave you for the shit you did to me. I hope you forgave me for the shit I did too. At the end, I was so unattractive that I don’t even blame you anymore for leaving. But to be honest, I needed the shock. I would’ve kept chasing you forever and been stuck for who knows how long.
I know you’ve been through some terrible shit since we split, but I really do hope you’re kicking ass in life. I see pictures of you now and then and it sure looks like you are. I’m proud of you.
I kind of forgot why I even wanted to write this. Maybe it’s just to let you know that I’m thinking about you and hoping that I cross your mind every now and again. Maybe one day, our paths will cross again and we can tell stories of where this crazy world took us. I’m probably wrong, but I just can’t help feeling like the story isn’t over… ❤️