For my ex-girlfriend...
I have to write this here because it would humiliate me on social media. It would also result in the recipient’s estrangement, and I don’t even know if we’re friends right now.
So here it is:
- I love you. I love you so much. I love everything about you. You are beautiful. You are sexy. You are cute. You are smart. You are funny. You brought spice to an insipid life. I miss you more than ever. It hurts more all the time because you are ignoring me again. My heart is crying out for you. It devastates me to see your image; to know I can’t get inside that world and have you the way I want you...it’s a knife in my heart. You once described me as your man, and that really moved me. It just might be the moment I began to fall in love with you. “My cute little baby.” I wish I could say that to you, but it would be the worst thing I could do, and that hurts. I love you so, so much. During Christmas, after you ghosted me, I still thought about you every day. The hardest part is the good memories. They just serve as a reminder that that kind of joy is off-limits. I love you and you don’t even want to have a conversation with me. That’s my life right now. Every time I look at a picture of you, I get lost in it. I could stare into your eyes for years. To me, you’re more beautiful than any movie star, and just as magnetic. I wish you hadn’t done this to me. I want you. I hope for a brisk end to this situation. Whether it means you coming back to me or me forcing you out of my mind, I hope it won’t be a long wait. I love you so much, baby. It’s true. I really do love you. And it hurts. I had to express these feelings right now because I’m on the verge of tears. I would be so happy if you came back to me. In fact, when I envision my ideal life, I picture you as my woman. I not only want you back, but I would not ever want to lose you. I already know how bad that feels. You know that I loved you before Christmas, and I suspect you know I still do. I guess that’s why you’ve ghosted me again. You left me in Hell, you know. Well, like the song goes, “I can’t make you love me if you don’t/I can’t make your heart feel something it won’t.” I want more than anything for you to be my girl. Take in stock all of the above and be advised that this is how much I love you. I love you so much that I love telling you how much I love you. It kills me that I can’t say it to you. Love has the power to destroy. The power to mangle and mutilate. It’s a dagger dripping with acid. I love you, and I’m in Hell. But I love you no less. I want you so bad. I love you, and I’ll do just about anything to win your heart. You have such a pretty smile. I want to see you smile for me again. I love you, I love you, I love you. I love you with all my heart and soul. I love you. 💔