When i was with you i thought you were the one who would get hurt so i ran and ran in hopes that you would make the decision to leave before i break your heart. But then i left. I broke your heart. And after that i realised how i’ve fallen in love with you and i fell in love so quietly that i didn’t fucking realise until after i left. And now every night i think about you i cry about you i dream about you whilst you are probably sleeping peacefully because although i left, you were the one that got away. You’re not burdened by your actions or your mental illness or your deep fear of rejection. You gave me all the love you had and i told you i didn’t want to be with you anymore. Every time i reach out i know you show your friends and they tell you to not reply and i would do the same. But the truth is i really fucking love you and i will never forgive myself for what i have done. I love you ben. -Isabel / baby / princess / sweetie