The first thing I said to him was "I'm sorry". I couldn't look at him. I wanted to die.
He held me, and said I was wrong, it wasn't my fault, and said that I was beautiful and brave. And that he loved me, and he wanted to marry me because he felt sick when he thought he'd lost me.
He knew what I needed better than I did. I mainly just felt like I was dead. Or should be.
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Date: 2004-10-19 09:22 pm (UTC)And Richard.
The first thing I said to him was "I'm sorry". I couldn't look at him. I wanted to die.
He held me, and said I was wrong, it wasn't my fault, and said that I was beautiful and brave.
And that he loved me, and he wanted to marry me because he felt sick when he thought he'd lost me.He knew what I needed better than I did. I mainly just felt like I was dead. Or should be.