To my dearest king,
We had started our relationship in a different way, I knew about you maybetrueornotflirt stories of you, and you knew my secrets. It’s not like we date every day to see each other rather we date because our time has allowed us to. You told me to bear with it, but honestly I just can’t, I can’t take this any longer. I need you, I don’t need you to pay for my depths, to buy me clothes, car, house, maybe not now, but I need you to be my man, my best friend, my comfort, I need your love. I’m sorry if I’m a loser, I don’t know what happened to us, I thought we’ll just be physically away from each other. I can’t be the person you want me to be, I can’t even ask you to be the person I want you to be. I can’t be there, and you know why, I need you to understand, not because I understand you but because you truly know the situation I am in right now.
I want to be honest, it’s painful, too painful that I can no longer bear it. It’s been a year that you have been doing this, and you didn’t have the very nice reason to cover things but I still gave you a chance. Now, you have a better reason, and it’s also a better reason for us to stop this. I love you so much, and like before I want you to be successful in all your plans as you always did. Thank you for the memories I love them all, I even wish to have more of it,
We both want to stay focus right? And I can’t stay focus because of this baggage. Can we do ourselves some favor? Let’s just let go of each other and stop expecting from each other? Sorry I can longer be the woman who cheers you up if ever I did.
Yours truly,
Loser queen