“I hope you don’t look back on this moment, and wish it had stayed the same as the first two years.”
“I don’t want to lose a piece of you because of this.“
“I can’t imagine going one day without you. I can’t lose you.”
“I don’t want to lose your trust, your heart, your love over this, baby.”
“I don’t want you to feel like you’re worthless or not good enough, because that isn’t true.”
“I hope you can start to trust me with a little time.”
“I’ll do anything to prove that I’m only yours, that this won’t happen again.”
“I don’t want the only time you love me to be when you’re drunk. I want you to want to love me.”
“I only ever want this, to wake up to you, to go to sleep beside you.”
. . .
You should’ve thought about all that before you left pretty words in my head without any truth behind them.
Now I don’t know what to think or how to feel, how to move on, when to forgive, and I wasn’t even the one who placed the confusion here.
It feels so unfair to hear those words come out of your mouth now, and yet it’s all I’ve wanted to hear.
How fucked up is that?
Fire & Female 