i wish i could explain all the thoughts that ran through my head. i loved you for you. i loved the fact that it wasn’t my body that intrigued you but my words and myself as a person. you hadn’t loved yourself and didn’t know how to love someone. i was property to you and when i needed to move on you continued to pull closer. i muted your story so i wouldn’t have to see it yet i still check. i know if you walked in the room and asked for another chance i would have given it out the way they give out balloons in a circus. i still look for you in other guys. everytime i feel the emotion changes and i could move on you text me.