When I was a kid in elementary school, we had bathrooms in the classroom. Whenever a fat kid went to the bathroom, I always hoped that they were pooping because I thought that if they pooped then when they came out they would be thinner.
I’ll never stop loving you. I don’t even want to. I have faith that someday our paths will cross again. I don’t know much about fate or divine plans, but I know what I feel. I know I need the closure. I’m not saying it’s gotta be now. Maybe not until years from now.
I love you. I’m going to write our story the right way this time, and it’s going to bring us together again. You’ll see. You may have given up on me, but I never gave up on you and I never will. I’ll show you that people aren’t all the same.