• Maybe it wasn't ever really love. Maybe it was a dream. Or an illusion. Maybe we panicked. Maybe we thought "I love you" was the answer. Maybe we forgot to look before we took that step, because we tripped and fell, quite soon... a little too soon. Now I'm left to wonder if it's love, or like. If it's want or need. If it's a dream or an illusion. Or if... Or if...

    We wonder what this was. A mistake? No, a lesson, maybe. To know that anyone can say "I love you", but it's rather difficult to support those three words, because it isn't the quantity of the things you say, but the quality. No matter what we did to fix it, it only seemed to make it worse.

    Although we're strangers today, I don't regret a single moment we shared together. We were a wreck together, but I think that's what I've come to love the most about this. You're not perfect, I'm not perfect, & I believe with our imperfections, we're still perfect together.

    This is a world full of contradictions & I'll never understand it. & even though we're miles apart, you've changed my life entirely. I believe I've changed for the better. I thank you for being apart of my life, even though it wasn't for long. You made me feel like I was really somebody. You believed in me when no one else did. You were always there for me. You were the reason I chose to get out of bed in the mornings. You were my hope.

    & although we're strangers, I still catch you watching me from the corner of your eye. I made you feel like you were somebody. I believed in you when no one else did. I was always there for you. I was the reason you chose to get out of bed in the mornings. I was your hope.

    But now we both keep out emotions bottled up. We refuse to let them show. Afraid of what eachother would think if we opened that door. But we both know it's time for apologies, & we both want to say, "I'm sorry."










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