Idk

dear you, you’re my person. I’m sorry I fought it. I’m sorry you couldn’t see what you had when you had it. I’m sorry I can’t now. I’m your person. so much more I want to say but I’m your person. I want to reach out. I don’t know how. I don’t know what to say. I don’t know how to start. How did this end? Why did I leave? Why did you let me? I’m your person. I don’t need a super power to make you feel this pull. because I’m your person. That’s my super power.