Abby

I would love to just know you again.

Sometimes I think nature understands me better than most people do

The only truth I know is you.

People should be understood in their season, not by their worst winter.

You sewed me up, mended my wounds, only to tear open those scars again.

Was I too blue for you?

I miss the way you loved me.

Wanting to be comforted by the person who hurt you is a different type of pain..

Even after everything I still love you.

You said that you loved me, but someone that loves you wouldn’t do the things you did.

I love you so much. It’s ruining my life.