Confession #83 - I wish you would just stop and think.
About what you’re letting go. About everything. I wish you would stop just to see how much I love you. I wish you would stop to look back on how both of us felt when we first met. I wish that I could talk to you like we used to. I wish that I had some power over this. I wish that you would talk about it with me. I wish I could hear you say you love me again. Remember when my yawn was one of your favorite sounds? Remember when we made all those plans for when we grow older? Remember when you said you’d never leave me? Remember when you said you didn’t want anyone else? Remember when you said you’re not the type of guy that just lets faith go to waste? What happened to all of that? Was it really just a show?
Back up, please. Slow down, please. Don’t run from me. I’m here, and I’m not leaving. Just go back to when we met. Go back, and then try to tell me you didn’t love me as I loved you.
