I still feel like that ugly girl deep down. The one that no one wanted, but he does. He tells me all the time and sometimes I can’t believe him because I know who I am. The girl who can’t win. The unloved girl.
I will last a lot longer than 7 years. I feel it in the way he talks to me. I feel it in the way he still wants to hold me even when we fight. Even when I hate his guts but not really, I still know we will be granted the wish of being together happily forever because we started slow in our growth and there’s so much nutritious ness in the soil we planted our love in. We still have a lot to learn about each other but were happy. And we’ll stay happy. So pretend he will leave me the way he did you. If that makes you feel better, go ahead. I know he loves me.