Too Late to Mourn the Boy You Broke
Language: en
My girlfriend used to be my entire world. I would have given her anything. I loved her to the point of tearing myself open, emptying out every piece of who I was just to keep her warm. Yet she told me my love was suffocating. She told me she couldn't stand the sight of me. Crippled by severe depression, I broke down, begging on my knees. "Audrey, please come home. I love you so much. I can't survive without you." "I was wrong. I won't ever ask why you went to that motel with him again. You two can stay together as long as you want, okay?" "I'll stop checking on you. Just don't break up…