The thing that drives me the most in a relationship is intensity. Why didn't I show mine to you everyday?
My feelings never changed from that first moment that I saw you. You are the most beautiful thing that I had ever seen. You were built for me. I should have told you that every five minutes. You should have been sick of hearing it. I should have told you that I loved you more than you could stand hearing.
I never could imagine wanting anyone like I want you. The things that I looked at were because I was so fucking scared of being inadequate for you. I had to keep testing myself, making sure that everything was working right. Why did I get insecure that night? I had so much anxiety about making you unhappy that it became the truth. I was so scared that sharing all my inner thoughts might make you run. And I lost you.
I haven't looked at anything inappropriate since you left. How could you do something that ruined your life? Do people touch the stove more than once? I am completely locked in on you. I fantasize about what would have been had I let go of my fears. It would have been mind blowing. All of my fears would have been lifted had I been your best friend.
