Last night was terrible.

It’s always my fault.

I don’t know how I can manage to invite someone so perfect, so amazing into my life and fuck it all up in one instant. Surely I don’t have all the answers but I know that I miss you. I’m scared to know what my life will be like with you no longer in it yet I’m hoping that this is just all one bad nightmare waiting for you to pull me in closer while you hug me tight - telling me that it’s gonna be okay. But, this time I don’t think you see this as worth saving anymore; if I am even worth your time anymore. I’m giving it a few days, wondering if you’ll ever call me again wanting to work things out because for the first time I actually loved somebody. And it’s not just the status that labels where I stand with you but what I’m willing to do to make things work this time… if there is one. I would sacrifice my whole entire social life just to make you feel secure and give you reassurance that YOU are what I want. YOU will ALWAYS be who I want. Flaws and all. I have always loved you from within. If it means going through great lengths just to show you that and make you feel happy again I’ll do it - no questions if’s and’s or but’s. I would do it. I’m not sure of our time apart but I’m sure of you.