wish you would tell me how you really feel. Telling me you want to marry me and have kids with me does not prove your love, nor your loyalty. You can make any woman a mother. You can love your kids. But if you do not love the mother of your children then what’s the point of ever getting married?
Inspired by Icarus, who dared to fly too near the sun on wings of feathers and wax. If he was in love with the sun, then this might as well be a story of forbidden love.
I find comfort in knowing that people who I’ve cut out of my life are left with this version of me that simply doesn’t exist anymore. The memory and image of me that they have isnt who I am, and I’m happy that it’s that way. I’ve changed and grown and they wont ever get the chance to know the better version of myself that I’ve become during their absence.
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