A note tacked abroad ._.

You can't seem to realize that I chose you over every other guy. That if I wanted to be with another, I would not be with you right now. There is little trust. I am not perfect, but I work on it to make it better for you and for others. I can't stand it when you won't tell me what you're thinking.

When you block me out I begin to cry.

Who cares if this is private? Let the world see.
Maybe I love you too much? Would you like less? Because I can't give you that. Guess what? I've loved you for longer than the time we've been together.

If it ends here then so do I.