I wish I'd have kept updating, but truthfully most everything was hand written.
That I burned.
We broke up three years ago.
Classic. I was a demented, he cheated, we both wouldn't back down, crashed and burned everything.
I wish you knew I've never lied to you, not even once.
...but I guess what's left of you isn't for me to fix anymore.
I hope you do know you're a beautiful soul after all, even if I still wish you gave me more time to trust you rather than throw it all down the drain.
Was it worth it?
