I’m such a hopeless romantic. I wear my heart on my sleeve and believe in love at first sight. It’s shit.
I want to go back to happy.
Refusing to believe this is you, but if it is I know I deserve better. Believe in your fate & trust your karma. Patience.
For once its not you I’m thinking about. If nothing else comes out of this, I’ve finally gained the perspective I needed. With you, I’ve not lost anything.