TL

There’s too much to say. It’s 20 years later and I will never not love you. You never knew me, never cared to, but loved who you wanted me to be. Even when it was shattered you stayed and I left. I’m mad she has you but I don’t want you I just want the love I had for you it was scary and possessive almost obsessive. I shouldn’t have love so hard so young. I still love Irish spring and beach days in October but it was always me watching you me there with you you could never love me the way I needed you to the way that didn’t involve you loving you