I love her so much. I'll write another one of those apology letters and hopefully she'll be my friend again... if I get no response, I'll email her on another email account. I think I really do love her. I love her I love her I love her I love her.
I'm not ready yet though, I have to pour all my feelings into this. This requires careful planning, and my emotions have to be at its peak, syncing with my writing and words to enforce my true love for her. I have to get this right, and I have to understand her right. This letter might be my last... I'll either break down and never love again, love her and hurt more, or both. No stupid impulses this time, I have to sound strong.
The hammer that strikes too fast has no time to aim.
I'm desperate, and I need her, but I can't say that. I have man pride.
And I fucking cried.
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