I wish I had the guts,
I wish I had the guts to tell you,
to tell you so many things. To tell you
how much I love you, how much
you make me cry.
But no, instead I'm here, writing about you. I write about you everyday. I start talking about my day and end up talking about how much I miss you.
I wish I had the guts, the guts to
let you go
Nov 22, 2015
Nov 22, 2015 at 4:50 AM UTC
I wish I had the guts,
I wish I had the guts to tell you,
to tell you so many things. To tell you
how much I love you, how much
you make me cry.
But no, instead I'm here, writing about you. I write about you everyday. I start talking about my day and end up talking about how much I miss you.
I wish I had the guts, the guts to
let you go
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