A Letter Of Tears To You

Hello. I am writing this for you. I hope you read it. What I am writing here, I have told you every single thing live, but you denied it to the last. There is nothing wrong with that. But I'm not what you think of me. From day one (from here you will understand who I am) you have always been in my thoughts and mind. Every denial of your nature hurt me, because I am not what you told me I was. All the tension that was said between us - who needed it, what we gained, what we achieved, what progress we made ... Instead of being reasonable, great people. Your word to me has always been the law. I neglected everything - friends, hobbies, relatives, interests to be there for you in good times and bad. I walked with torn clothes. I had almost no phone. Complete self-denial. I know I hurt you too. I've always regretted those moments, I've always cried and I wanted this to be the last. I like your laughter, the best thing my ears have ever heard, he caressed my heart. I loved the moments when the two of us were at home and you danced happily, laughing in your wonderful way. I cry every day when I told you - you still don't believe me. You are everything to me - you still don't believe me. Where I get hungry - I only see you - you still don't believe me. And that day, when you didn't answer my calls and writings on Facebook, and when I saw you running in another man's car, was the end for me. Tears well up now as I write this. And now, now I'm thinking about you again. Some will say that I am a fool, that I missed such a DIAMOND (remember), but you still did not believe me. And the fact that you don't believe what is in my heart and my soul makes me feel even worse. The whole discrepancy, what was there in the beginning is something artificially accumulated. It is a pity that we both know what we want from the other and what the other wants, but because of our pride and ego we prefer to take offense and not trust the other. I'm sorry about everything, I want to go back in time when we first met in front of your block and you told me, "Ehoo, I'm here." Now, turning to this "echo, I'm here," I see how we have broken a relationship with wonderful prospects because we have been hurt many times as children, teenagers, and adults in the dull relationships we've been in. I want to go back 4 years and act like older people, not like injured teenagers. And we went from injured teenagers to injured adults ... I love you. Very sorry. A lot. I want you to know that you will always be in my heart and soul. I kept your picture in my purse until yesterday, the day after I saw you ignore me and ignore you so you could run in your friend's car.

And I wish you all the best. I want to be your guardian angel, because I know that you are a fine being, which is not for this brutal world. Probably I was like that for you (brutal), which is the saddest thing for me. The wounds in our minds accumulated before did not allow each other to show how great souls we are. And that's why we didn't communicate normally, but we preferred to be rude to each other because we were hurt and so we protected ourselves from another injury. К. which is not for this brutal world. Probably I was like that for you (brutal), which is the saddest thing for me. The wounds in our minds accumulated before did not allow each other to show how great souls we are. And that's why we didn't communicate normally, but we preferred to be rude to each other because we were hurt and so we protected ourselves from another injury. К. which is not for this brutal world. Probably I was like that for you (brutal), which is the saddest thing for me. The wounds in our minds accumulated before did not allow each other to show how great souls we are. And that's why we didn't communicate normally, but we preferred to be rude to each other because we were hurt and so we protected ourselves from another injury. К.