I feel terrible. I ruined your happiness. I gave you hope and right as you thought you had finally won, I pulled the carpet out from under you and made you start from the bottom without my help once I again. God i have only one regret and that’s talking to you that second time and trying to make things better for us. All I did was make them worse. I truly hope you’re searching for real happiness now and not just something that temporarily takes the pain away. I see your posts, I feel like they’re directed towards me. All the things I used to try and get you to do so that you would be happy. Baths, sunrises, nature. That’s all me. I hope you’re doing those in hopes of finding out how they bring happiness and not out of spite. I miss you and think about you daily. What we had was not good but it was unforgettable and I was insanely in love with you.
So I’m stranded in NYC in a hotel room all by myself and it’s 4 in the morning.
In less than 24 hours I’ll be living it up in Germany and I can’t freaking wait. My last post for a while but you bess believe I’ll have tons of pics when I get back