The words that’ve kept me from leaving, kept me from staying, and have kept me from unraveling more times than I care to admit.
I Love You
On her 18th birthday, I had sex with Teyana in her basement while her grandma was upstairs.
The kind of love that only really exists in movies and fairy tales.
LOL. Us?! Together?! That would be hilaaaaarious! Wow. Is it maybe funny because it’s so true? JK JK JK.
In a brief moment of clarity, I saw that my love for Max had developed into unprecedented dependence, which was not requited. I could not be without him, but he could be without me if he needed to.
And I don’t know exactly what my last words will be, or when life perishes. But I have some personal conviction that the greatest last words are three simple words — I love you.
If I were to have felt it, and forbid say it out loud, you’d know that I was completely yours. And I just couldn’t give you that satisfaction.
What I’m really saying when I say “I love you” is that I’m so proud to be yours.
It doesn’t mean being a replica of another person, but rather being like a puzzle piece that fits perfectly with the other. Your traits complement each other to create better versions of you both.
She is and will always be the greatest oxymoron you will have the pleasure to encounter, the girl who writes.