I miss you,
oh how I miss you.
I miss our love nights,
our goodnights.
I miss our just talking.
You need space,
I know it.
You said you changed,
and I felt you had.
For the longest time
until I came here.
until I screamed at you in loneliness
until you talked to her in pain.
You had changed for the better,
and then I screwed it up.
How do I make things better?
Space.
You need to miss me don't you?
I'm just scared that you won't,
because you already have so many girls.
Who say they love you.
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Yeah...I guess I shouldn't be scared about it. But I am. We bring the goodness out of each other, we have brough basically a tape...and we love each other, we wish to be together.
Why am I so paranoid that by giving him space he will leave me? I guess it's just because of her...and now another.
I used to love crying in order to let things out, but now I hate it...unless I'm really feeling sadness.
I write to show myself...please respond.
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Kasey, Even in sadness there is beauty and that is what I just saw here in your words. You tugged on my heart with the images that flashed through my mind's eye. Two that are so in love will always be as one. If he chooses this space to choose another then he doesn't feel what you have been led to believe. Have faith and trust in him for now and if you need to shed a few tears don't be ashamed to do so. Holding them back is worse. Thank you for sharing this with us and you have all my best wishes in life. Love and God bless you my friend, Joyce
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