Txt: Are you ignoring me now? Txt: Look. I don't sit around crying all the time, at least now that Johnny's here. He and I are happy. But we both miss you like crazy. Txt: I've been in love with you since we were fifteen, Tomas. I spent months paranoid that you didn't feel the same way and then when I finally got up the courage to plan a romantic weekend for us, you told me you were leaving. Txt: I love you always, too. And I always want you. But you're not here and it sucks.
Text: I know I’m not special… I’ve known it… I bet it’s easier with him…it probably wasn’t easy with me because I .. wasn’t wanted… you just were lonely and I was there….I get it
Txt: we don’t have to.
Text: But ?














