All alone.
I got no one next to me.
I got no one to say "I love you"
And it's hard to think like that.
I loved this idiot. I really did. I gave all I had for him and he left me by myself.
It's bad to think that I can't survive without a man.
I can be alone. I'll handle this quite good.
But in this days... I feel that the world I had is so far from achiving.
And I won't cry. I got no reason. I can just sit here and write about my luck.
I had luck. I'm lucky even now. I have a great family and great friends and I have everything I need,
But I don't have him.
And it's so hard to think of 14th of February without someone to hold and to love.
I hope he feel so too. I hope his heart is broken like mine. I hope he is sorry for what he did.
I hope he'll crwol back to me.
And even when I still love him so much,
I won't take him back. And that is the sadest thing in this story. That even when I love this person so much I won't even dream of taking him back to my arms.
I know he failed once.
I know it won't work.
So why do I sit here and writing this if I know that it doesn't matter? I'll never get back what I had, because even when I miss it so hard,
I know it's the right thing to do,
sitting here all by myself and writing.
If he is reading that, I'll leave you a little massge:
I LOVE YOU.
I truly do.
I had no life before you
And now it's so hard to move on.
If you'll ever want me-
I'm here.
But I'll never take you back after what you did.
I love you boy
Even when I'm sitting alone.
All alone.