Don't talk to me touch me or say you can handle me if you don't know my scars If you can look at me and say I'm ok then don't speak to me about loving me I'm broken and I can't handle anyone playing with my heart again
Dear JP, my Future Husband who I cherish and adore ❤️ You're my favorite everything, my favorite pair of eyes, my favorite name to see appear on my phone, my favorite way to spend an afternoon . You're my favorite everything.
I use to cry a lot because of you. But I have started to cry a lot because well going through this I lost a piece of me that I love. A piece that I only got back after staying with my family for a week. Leave my life please.