I’ve realized, there will be none like her.

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Of course, this comes on a day very different than any other days.

It’s rare you realize how blessed you are before it’s too late. But I think I’m already too late. See my girlfriend and I, we’re going through problems. We fight and argue constantly, maybe we’re just not compatible, or maybe we’re just too different. But I’m crazy about her. Absolutely crazy. But sometimes I say things she takes in an offensive way. Sometimes she says things that make me go absolutely crazy and then wonders what she’s done wrong. Then blames herself entirely. Oh God, I love this girl. If there is any chance you could let me keep her a while longer, I could prove myself to both of you. I know I’ve had some bumps in the road, and I realized how lucky I am to have an amazing girlfriend. I realized that maybe I should just shut up and listen. Maybe just pay attention to her cries and her whispers and her tears. Maybe I should read the scars on her arm and see what that tells me. But all I could translate it to, was how much of a bad boyfriend I was. It made me bitter about myself, then it made me bitter about everything. This isn’t her fault. She’s a victim of life, this fucked up society, and highschool. As summer approaches I’m beginning to wonder how much more we can take as a couple. We’re only human. We both want to be happy but become opposed when it comes to our though process on how exactly to get there. I make a big deal out of everything because to me, everything is a big deal. But I’m a perfectionist, that’s my downfall. I’m my own worst enemy. She is my angel. But angels can only help so much, the rest is up to you. What is meant to be? What will come out of this? Maybe we will make it. Maybe by some chance we can start again, and fix all those bruises. Maybe. Or maybe it will make her happier to go on her way. Maybe we fell in love at the wrong time in life. Maybe we both have some growing to do still. I don’t mean any of this offensively. I’m speaking with an open mind. I take responsibility for my actions and the consequences of them. I know that this is as much my fault as any other guilty boyfriend. The only difference is, today might be my last chance. Maybe that chance has already passed, and shes already erasing all our memories and moments together. Just like that movie she always talks about. But if it is meant to be, there is nothing that will stop it. I love this girl with all my heart and soul. She drives me crazy, and I do the same to her. She’s my Baby Tiga, my honeymuffin, my girl, my love. And I’m praying like I’ve never prayed before, that everything turns out okay, and that in the end, we stay together, and she is happy.