I’m so random. One moment I’m like “I love you, please don’t leave me”. Then next moment I’m “Get out, leave me alone”. Wow.


I gave up when I realized that I don’t make you any more than I break you. Instead of blooming, you wilt. And that’s not right. You are beautiful and wonderful. And if I’m not the man who can make you feel, treat you like a princess, then I shouldn’t be the one who gets to keep you. That’s why I let you go.