#endofourstory

[sola-con-laluna]

You say you're in love with me, but seems to me you're just in love with the thought of me. The thought that I love and care for you, but when we're both sitting in the car, crying our eyes out, pouring our fears out. Tears in your eyes and alcohol in your body with your words you told me; You wished someone loved you. Maybe loved you as much as me, but baby you don't love me. You love the thought of me.

Xoxo to the end of our story.