She’s the only reason I breathed after my father’s death, and if she doesn’t come back to me… the last breath I take might as well be in her presence. I don’t want anyone else by my side; I want her. And I don’t know if I’m being selfish or not, but if being selfish means wanting the person that you love back, then that’s what I am. I love her. I fucking love her, and I’ll do everything in my power to take her back, no matter what that takes. If she doesn’t want to see me, I’ll beg, I’ll kneel, I’ll do everything she asks me to do. I want her back, and that’s the only thing I care about. My
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