I just can’t help but feel like if I never had to leave his parents house, and I never got pregnant, that we would still be okay, that he would still love me. We both turned into monsters, I don’t have many regrets. But the few that I do, are every time I’ve ever made him feel sad, angry, or unloved. i would do anything for him. I would die for him if that was the only way he would be eternally happy.
Xavier. He doesn’t feel the same. but I hope he thinks of me as much as I think of him. I’m so pathetic.
Good people are like candles; they burn themselves up to give others light.