Me: I just don't think I could go though that again.
You: I understand,.... I wouldn't want to.
Me: I'm sorry, I don't want to get hurt.
You: Hey I'm not pushing. You know how I feel, I want to be with you, but you're not ready and I can wait.
Me: I really do want to try, but I'm just afraid...
You: I know...I wish I could just beat that pig in the face.
Me: What?
You: Your X I just want to beat him...
Me: Whaaa... why?
You: Babe... he's so ignorant. He had no idea what he had. Your so affectionate... thoughtful...sincere...beautiful...and Omg...your body! and on top of that your smart, you're getting your life together, and your so talented...
Me: So why does that make you want to beat him?
You: Cause he left a trophey to collect dust and abused it along the way.... just making it harder for me to come and polish?
Me:
(tearing up) awwwww
Submission Name: Memories of a Trophey
