I just want to talk to you. I just want to spill my guts to you and for you to hold me and make it better. It’s always been you.
I will forever have my hopes far too high over you when you never come through
I'm sorry I pushed you aside, I'm sorry I put her before you, I'm sorry I brought her into our place and ruined our sanuaury, I'm sorry she took up my time from you, I'm sorry she's still here and invading still, I'm sorry I've hurt you, I'm sorry I've made you throw up from stress, I'm sorry I've made you stop eating your food, I'm sorry you don't want to play anymore, I'm sorry we don't shower together anymore, I'm sorry now when I call you you don't respond, To my cat 💔 whom was always there for me in my darkest and loneliest days, to whom I've hurt by bringing in another kitten and now he's staving himself and losing weight. 😔 I love you 💜
Rabindranath Tagore (1861-1941), poem 85 from “The Gardener”, 1914 Translated by the author from the original Bengali. New York: The Macmillan Company.
You didn’t prioritise my happiness when all I wanted was yours
im a really affectionate person once you get past my 5 layers of shyness, awkwardness, fear, vague dislike, and loneliness
my fave is problematic: puppyshaming
Lol this is me every night when my friend's over
And again you have destroyed me with less than one word