Even with…
4 or 5 cups of extremely strong alcohol in me and with my two closest friends, I don’t think I’ll ever miss my fiance as I miss her now. I miss her so much and I worry about losing her. I’m a fat useless man. I’m lazy, I’m imperfect, I wait till the last minute to get things done because mainly everything in my life always sorts itself out. There are hundreds of thousands of amazing guys out there probably better than me who will most likely go out with her. I’m just… I’m useless. I’m a man that only wants a family, I lack a goal in life or rather, a word that escapes my mind in this muddle of a mess. Who knows, mayhaps I’m not meant to have such a loving woman. I mean, I don’t give her the love that she needs, or show it. I’ve always been apathetic and probably will continue to be so. My emotions are dead unless I get tipsy so that my restraints are taken from me. I control myself. I control myself right down to the very core of my being. I control my soul. I control how much hurts me. How much I want to feel. And yet, when it comes to her I can’t do that. I can’t control anything. I’ve never been more afraid in my life. No one has ever meant this much to me compared to her. I want her and only her. Yes, I used to fap to porn but I learned the errors of my ways. No one will ever make me feel the way I feel when I’m with her. No one. Absolutely no one. How do I know this? I just do. I can’t even think of anyone making me feel this happy unless it’s her. I know she can be extremely jealous and insecure but no matter what, that loving and patient and restraining side of her is still there. I just… I can’t imagine having kids with someone else, or growing old with someone else. She’s mine, she always will be no matter what the future brings. And regardless of my tipsyness right now it will never change. She is the love of my life and so help me God if she cheats on me or breaks up with me… I just… I just can’t imagine falling in love again. I’ll become a monk, I’ll travel the world, I’ll fuck as many women as possible, and leave one of them with child just so that my legacy can carry on, but after her, I will never EVER love again. No woman will ever have my heart like Mickey does. It’s gone and if she ever were to leave me it’ll be gone with her. Why? She is the one that gave life to my heart and if she were to go it would die, and I would become nothing more than a shadow of the man I used to be. She is my everything. Always will be. I love you, Mickey M. I always will. Nothing will ever change that… Except for you of course.