Yes I love her. Her anger. Her sweetness. The way she cares for me even while being angry. It makes me fall in love, Over and over again. Cause she is my strength. And I need her like, The sky needs the sun and the moon. I'm dark without her.
If I could ask one more chance, I would ask. If we could go back to being, Like we were before. Would you still love me the same? Or has it really changed?