I hate thinking about all the things I’ve done.. I hate that it takes me making mistakes to realize how good I had things, or how to not have taken you for granted.. My attraction to others will never exceed that of the physical kind. You have my heart, my whole heart, you have my eyes and my hands and my entire body as well. I’m yours. Do you see? Or have I hurt you enough to keep you from coming back.. 

I want to skip these last few days and call you and fight for you because I want you back. You’re all I could ever want, and more. How you took my clouded vision and, with one smile, cleared it and made me realize you were my angel. I’m so sorry.. For hurting you and if I ever made you feel less than you are. Because you are perfection, you were my perfection and I miss all of you. 

Please let’s fix this? =(