I’ve been thinking about us a lot lately. You and I are so different. In many ways. You know I don’t believe in better halves or nonsense like that. I think its fucked up. I think we want different things. Not deep down. Well maybe in some things deep down, but not in what’s important, right? I mean, we’re different but we complement each other. And I don’t know why but something joins me to you. An invisible bond.. and i take it everywhere i go. And it gives meaning to what I do, to things, to everything. I know I hurt you. Forgive me. I know I said I wasn’t going to apologize because I feel guilty but I don’t care. If it makes you realize how much I need you, I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.
Some things will never change. I’ll always have a hard time telling you what I’m feeling because I think you already know what I’m feeling. That you always know what I’m feeling just by looking at me. That’s why I don’t always tell you that I love you because I figure you already know. But then I realize that its not the same to know something as hearing someone tell you. I need to tell you I love you more often. I love you. I love you so much. Life seems so gray when you’re not around to make me laugh.