When we f*ck it will be like art

When we f*ck it will be like art

When we f*ck it will be like art


I’m sending this letter out into the universe. I know it would be inappropriate to call you and say it, it hurts so bad to not be able to tell you. I love you Aislyn. I knew I loved you after the first month, and I swear it feels like it has just gotten stronger after all this time. I ache in the deepest way possible to hold you in my arms and whisper “I love you” into your adorable little ear, to give you a kiss, to squeeze your body and feel your cheek against mine. To walk holding hands dragging a little LuLa nugget whom you know I love as deeply as I do you. I know I haven’t seen you for a long time, and it’s easy to chalk it up to that. But that is not what this is, this is different. I wish there was a way for you to feel all this love that I have inside of me for you, even if it was just for a moment. I don’t know if it is possible for you to ever truly understand how much I love you. But even if it is impossible, I will still try, to show you, just how much I love you, everyday, forever. I’m so sorry for the past mistakes, I’m in hell without you, you are my everything, being apart from you…. I can’t describe it. I miss you Aislyn. I miss you so much.


1 Comment

  1. Adam 4 years ago

    Aislyn. I miss you.

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