I found myself talking to the mirror about us being married and I started crying, I love you so much it hurts sometimes.

You told me you needed some time for yourself after disappearing without even asking how it is that I am doing. I would have probably lied about how I feel anyways.

Sometimes I worry that I only like the image I have of you in my head, then I talk to you and I know that actually it's worse. I love every aspect of you even the bad parts and it's more addictive than any picture I could ever make up in my mind.

i know i should’ve left you alone when i realised i was having doubts, im sorry.