
(smile)
I wanna get outta here.
I wanna travel the world
and just
title: I do not want this post to affect anyone. I just have to let it all out. I still remember when we were cuddling on my bed and I told you I might have to leave and migrate to some other country. I was so scared and you were too. But you held my chin gently and made me look into your eyes and told me everything was going to be alright. Then you pulled me closer and whispered, "I love you. Don't ever leave me, please." With those words, I started to cry. I just couldn't look at you anymore. You held me tighter and from that grasp, I knew that you truly loved me and never wanted to let me go. Whenever I was scared or nervous, you would hold my hand and squeeze it and give me the most reassuring smile. Whenever I was sad or upset, you would hold me in your arms and not let go until you knew I was alright. That always made me feel better because I knew that as long as I had you, everything was going be alright. When things would happen between us and it was my fault, I'd be so scared and weak that I'd start crying. But no matter how hurt you were, you would wrap your arms around me and apologise and tell me that things would be better. You would tell me that you loved me. But I was never good enough for you. I never did anything right. I could never comfort you and I was hardly there for you but somehow you managed to love me anyway. No matter how tough or tiring it was. Until one day, you finally gave up. Was I really never good enough? Yours sincerely, Veronique. |
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