i need to actually pull my fucking shit together and focus on everything that's ahead of me, instead of everything i lost. it's not coming back. i have to move on, or else i'll die here, frozen in time where nothing ever changes.
I'm not moving on.
I'll give you space and keep my distance for a while, but i'll be here, quietly hoping you find your way back. I made you a promise to love you today tomorrow and forever, and that's not something I say lightly. I still believe our story isn't finished. I believe in us. I'd really give everything up for you. You're my whole heart and happiness.
i likely died many years ago and this is all a fabrication created as a sort of purgatory for me whether thats to to teach me something or punish im not sure but i appreciate all your efforts in making this feel so real