he's all huge heart spilling & nasty temper spewing. ive loved him for years. it's always back and forth. he's broken glass from a fighting childhood & he's left, again. i know he'll be back, he needs me the way i do him. but im not the patient kind.

You can’t make a summer shower from a hurricane. His broken home doesn’t give him a free pass to mistreat the people who love him. Fuck patience. He has to learn he can’t walk away from people and expect them to still be waiting for him.

Stop waiting for him and move forward.