I hate myself. Like really what the hell am I doing? Why the hell I hurt my beautiful princess when I get mad? I want to cut my own hand for hurting my you every time. What If she hate me? What I'd she leaves me? I know I deserve it but I can't breath without her. I'm standing out of her apartment. I've been standing here like a stupid man I am for about half an hour. I stared at her window from my car and curse myself for what I've done. And now? I'm standing in front of the door with the biggest bouquet of red roses I could buy in this city in my hands. God please. I'd die if she doesn't forgive me. My heart is aching from guilt. I wipe away my tears with the back of my hand. I shouldn't keep crying. It only scares her. My precious baby. God. I pull out the keys because of course I have the keys of her apartment. She's my girlfriend and my future wife of course I have the keys. I unlock the door so slowly. Come on man... she needs you soft and gentle. don't you dare screw it again I whisper quietly to myself
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