Our biggest problem is that
G
simply isn't used to
me.
Or at least he cannot
deal with the way
I lose my mind
get properly pissed off
and say things I don't mean.
It's an awful habit
but you have to get it
to love moi.
And that's why he doesn't love me. Yet* (*I hope)
We've said goodbye before. So I'll be ok. Right? RIGHT?
(This picture reminds me of all the reasons why I love him)
Trying not to die inside a little each day
but my normally forceful hope
is shaky.
With Love, Beau xx
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