I am officially mixing my two loves into one. My journal can no longer hold all of these words that I've been too proud to share. I've felt unrequited love, unwanted love, hold-your-chest-as-if-it-will-combust love and innocent love. I wish I could say that one hurts less than the others but then I'd be lying.
To the boys whom this is about, I apologize in advance for giving you so much of myself without you ever fully vocalizing that you actually craved me. I expected that same passion out of you. It was unfair. I'm not bitter (anymore) and I wish you the best.
After all, this was just childish love. Wasn't it?
YOU ARE READING
to all the boys I've loved
RomanceTo think all of these things have made me into who I am. Every single last moment. I give you my all. I am before you; skin and bones. Keep this close to your heart, the way I kept them.
