no promises
You think love is about Valentine Days, and weekends in romantic getaways. You think it's drinking champagne on some romantic quiet island and being bought stuff.
But that's just the trimmings. That's just the decorations. They're just gestures.
Without trust, and respect and kindness, they mean nothing.
I thought love was about caring about someone day in and day out, about being there when it's amazing, and still wanting to be there when it feels like crap.
I thought it was about forever.
But it's not.
I would have gladly done any of the above for you. Anyone can see that. Even people who aren't close to me can see that.
But the person I wanted most to be able to see that, just cannot see that.
But you could never see that, and you can never see that. And you never will, now.
You can never see how much my love for you is, and you never will know.
But that's just the trimmings. That's just the decorations. They're just gestures.
Without trust, and respect and kindness, they mean nothing.
I thought love was about caring about someone day in and day out, about being there when it's amazing, and still wanting to be there when it feels like crap.
I thought it was about forever.
But it's not.
I would have gladly done any of the above for you. Anyone can see that. Even people who aren't close to me can see that.
But the person I wanted most to be able to see that, just cannot see that.
But you could never see that, and you can never see that. And you never will, now.
You can never see how much my love for you is, and you never will know.
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