But I don't really care anymore. I went back to Rais last night. He called me and asked me to come over. This was at like midnight, and here I am now in bed next to him like it should be. I don't care if my heart gets ripped out again. Right now, I'm the happiest I've been in a while. Maybe I am setting myself up for disaster, but honestly right now I couldn't care less. I need Rais. Maybe I am too dependent on him, and maybe I am childish, but I know Rais and I are perfect for each other. He told me last night that he didn't care about me being so dependent and that he missed taking care of me. He actually missed it. I know he's still a little mad a me for being childish, but hopefully he can find it in his heart to forgive me. I'm going to change for him. I need to be the perfect boyfriend because he deserves nothing less. It's hard to be physically perfect anymore considering the fact that over the past week I've inflicted some permanent damage to my stomach... and my arms are already disgusting, but thank bog he doesn't seem to mind much. I just need to be as perfect as possible because I love him, and I can't lose him again.
melancholy_vomit · Mon Nov 24, 2008 @ 02:50pm · 0 Comments |