My Confession

My confession is that I made the biggest mistake letting you slip from my fingers. You’re everything to me, honestly, and you have no idea. You just think I’m your friend. You walk with me, and hug me, and we share “I love you“‘s and laugh. I look at you and no matter how confusing and terrifying my life is, I know that you are here, you won’t leave me, and it makes everything okay. Your eyes are my favorite part of your body, the way you look at me somedays, like you never want me to walk away, and like we could talk forever. You are my favorite person, because, you are your own person. You do what you want to do, and aren’t afraid of what people think. I finally came to realize, that, I really did love you, and right then, it seemed like you just faded out for a while. I was terrified that I never meant anything to you. Eventually, we worked it out, and I was okay again. I could not imagine my life without you. I trust you, and confide everything in you because, not another soul will ever know. I hate that when I hug you, you can just let go, walk away, and not care. I hug you, you walk away, and can’t wait for my next chance to be wrapped up in you. You never try to hurt me, you never wanted to. It just sucks that, after trying to move on, so so so many time, I am still here, on a fucking blog, writing you my confession that you are never going to see.