To The Boy Who Broke My Heart
I am sorry for a lot of things. I am sorry for not meeting you when I said I would. I…
I am sorry for a lot of things. I am sorry for not meeting you when I said I would. I…
We only had a bad shot in love and it’s okay. It happens.
Love, in itself, is complicated and what makes it more than complicated is the fact that it does not sustain a relationship on its own. It has to be coupled with trust, patience, care — believe it or not — security.
I’m not saying this to judge you, or hurt you, but rather to say this: you do not deserve that; you do not deserve any of that.
When a writer falls in love, she becomes human. A writer, who eats words for breakfast and bathes in the symphony of verses and paragraphs, loses herself in the lovely chaos of kisses and late night baby talks.