The only reason I don’t let you go or move on is because you said i would always be here. No matter how many days pass, I'm waiting for you to come right back through that door to be with me too.

"Yeah, I know. I am grateful you are with me. you've stood next to me through everything and I know you always will be, no matter what. I love you." 011310.

It's been 94 days since we broke up. I remember everything you said that day. I remember finally giving up for that one night and letting you go. I regret every second of that day. I have basically turned into nothing without you. I'm moving, I'm breathing but I'm not happy, I'm everything but. And the only thing that makes me truly happy is when I'm with you again. But I haven't seen you for awhile, for many reasons. We'll see how long this lasts. I just want you. Is it that hard to want me too? Is there no part of me that is worth a second chance?