Sometimes a confession is the easiest way to get out the truth.
Confession:
The truth is, I'm sitting out under the stars thinking about Quasars, how beautiful it is just to see all the stars and how amazing it is that there is so much going on around us. I'm thinking about how spectacular and outstanding you are and how much i miss you. How I want to talk to you more than anything; even though i'm the one who asked for space and how I wish, every time someone is at the front door i'm praying it's you; coming to get me. Coming to get me just to tell me you want me and that you love me. I'm thinking that I know i shouldn't be writing this and it isn't going to help things move along any more than they are and that it doesn't matter if i should or shouldn't be writing this because you most likely aren't going to read it anyway. But on the off chance that you do i just wanted to let you know you are The Joker to my Harley Quinn. You always will be. I love you and I hope you're looking up at the stars and thinking. <3
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