You knew what happened at my old job and you KNEW how much it affected me and shut me down, and you did the same thing to me. Except you’re not a stranger. You were my best friend for 3 years. 3 fucking years. If a stranger’s opinion of me had the ability to paralyze me for a year, what did you think you are doing to me? How am I supposed to function? How can you do that to me?
'You are my best friend as well as my lover, and I do not know which side of you I enjoy the most. I treasure each side, just as I have treasured our life together.'
'The scariest thing about distance is that you don’t know whether they’ll miss you or forget you.'
'I want to roll over at 2 a.m. to a kiss from you not a text message'
'Please tell me
I’m not as forgettable
as your silence
is making me feel.'