I love everyone I have ever loved as if I would never be privy to those feelings again. I exhaust them like a child running with all their might only to lay collapsed as if gasping for air as if nearing death. Brashly, full-forced, reckoned.
You're too awesome. A broad-shouldered, generous, confident feminist with an open-mind, a big heart, and traditional gentlemanly behaviour.
Even when I was countries apart, you told me you couldn’t get to miss me, you never possessed me enough to miss me.
I’ve woken up nearly every morning wishing you would break our fuckin vow of silence. But you’re so wonderful and you haven’t.
Perhaps I have been operating out of ego as well... you are the one man I could never truly lock down....
We go after the meaty marks. Sink our teeth in and have them submit. When they do, that’s when we feast. But a part of me thought that we could live higher, together - the way that people do.
To the Ex I never had, You could have been, but I didn't let you. I couldn't let you. Any of you. So I guess, truly in this case, it wasn’t you. It was me.
I've tried everything from meeting new people, dating, one night stands, abstinence, but ... you... the person who believed in me first, who gave me the confidence I've always wanted, who've made me the man I am now... I can't shake it.
