Posts tagged prose

You called me a sad, complicated boy with a talent for words and I loved you for it. You asked me how I could love with everything and I told you I didn’t know any other way. You were amazed by that and let me believe you loved the same way.

Thank you for letting me feel happy for a little while. Thank you for letting me be in love with my own imagination.

I’m sorry I had to walk away, but you still deserve someone who can love you with everything and I can’t do that anymore. I’m sorry your home can no longer be in me.