[Mercredi.the.giant]

I love him more than I've loved anyone or anything. Ever since I met him my life has been a little lighter and I've laughed a little longer. I want him to love me and walk with me in the woods and lay with me on the beach and tell me that the stars were made for me and that I was important and I wanted him to have a life with me. But I gotta be the supportive third wheel and slap on a stupid fucking grimace and "oh how nice" and "sounds fun" and "glad you had a good time" but I don't think I can anymore. It's too painful. The wait isn't worth the tears. But I can't move on. Every time I've tried has just ended with the feelings getting worse and quite frankly I wish I never met him.