Unsent Messages

I'm so sorry that you're falling out of love with me. I'm sorry I keep annoying you. I'm trying to write anything upsetting here, but i wish you'd see them. this green is your favorite color. I'm not tired of you yet. I hope you give me a chance to prove that our love is real, and that we are meant to be together. You and I took a break just so you could take a girl out, and now you've befriended girls that I don't know. Not even their name or social media. Do they know me? I hope they do. I hope they know that in two weeks I'll be living in the room where one watched you play your new game at 7 in the morning. She obviously has a crush on you and still you allowed her into our room. We're we've slept, been intimate, laughed, danced(or tried to at least). I know you cleaned up for her. Cleaned all the trash, pick all the laundry up, probably even made your bed. I don't know if you did anything, and I know that you could easily lie and say you hadn't when in fact you had. While your three and a half year girlfriend sits at her mom's house, helplessly writing you love notes to give to you on Christmas along with our photos from our roadtrips and memories. I know this is specific. I know if you look up your name here you'll know it's me. I love you. The way you smell, talk, that way you laugh and the way you furrow your eyebrows when your sassy. the way your eyes light up when we talk about something that you're intrested in. I miss you so much, and i hope you don't back out about me moving in again. I know that if we're together everything will be perfect again. but I'm scared you'll never give me a chance. I am unconditionally inlove with you. Nothing you say or do will drive me away and I am aware that I am pitiful. I'm a sad excuse for a person, admitting that you could cheat on me and I'd still make it work. Hopefully you don't read this, that is why I'm writing it here instead of to you. I can't wait to see you, to hold you. To cook and love you. You are my kryponite.