I just wanted to point something out. This song reminds me of a conversation I had last night. I spent the whole night trying to convince someone that I didn't want to go see them again. He told me to have faith in him, because all he wanted to do was mend my broken heart. My mom always told me that behind every broken heart is a stupid boy with a glue gun and a dream. I'm starting to believe in that. He told me that the fairytale can come true if I give it time, if I believe in it.
I wanted you to know that after struggling with my emotions for so long, I realized where I need to be. I'm right where I need to be. I believe in the fairytale, and I believe in what you want to do for me. I love you, Jaime. And I'm sorry I ever doubted you. I promise I'll be there to visit in 25 days. You can count on it.
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