“I shared myself with you.”
subject line: so missing you…
I hate this. I hate that I told you that your bullshit was bullshit. And if you popped up, I wouldn’t say no. I miss you so. Your kisses were like air… like water. I needed you. I needed you, but I was not willing to say all of this. I let you see my vulnerable heart. I shared myself with you. We’re grown ups. You know the complexities. And you know the depth of my feelings. It is a precious thing.
I just love you more than you can ever know.
