Before we are officially through, while we are still in a relationship, let me just say to you all the things I wanted to say being in a relationship with you.

I love you. Though we've only been official for a month and you haven't said that you love me, still, I love you.

If you were to tell me everything you are feeling I would have felt them with you, not telling you how to feel. I don't want to fix you.

I've always been the therapist in every relationships Ive ever had. I dont know what values I bring otherwise.

In this relationship, I'm always second to death and I'm fine with that.

I want to hold you even if thorns are tearing me apart. The thorns as in your abscene and tearing me apart as in I become the space that is between us - an endless well of yearning

Even if my happy ending with you is three years away, standing next to your grave crying; every "now" that I spend with you matter so much they outweight the burden I know I will have to carry.

I just want your time, your attention, your prescene. And I fear that a simple "I love you" from me would be too much for you.

See? Here we are again. I am too much.

I'm a bit easy to trigger cause the last time a boy told me he is too busy I was his side piece. But it's alright, I could learn a little patience. You are worth everything I gave and will give simply because you exist. Even if you dont bother, it's fine. I would rather be unreciprocated than grieving all the love I wanted to but didnt give.