I know for a fact that I am a highly selfish woman
. The only person's happiness
that concerns me is my own. What I want is the most important
thing in my life. At least, that's how it used to be
I thought I could control
it in the beginning. I wouldn't become attached
. Plenty of people forgot the first person they kiss
ed, or the even first person they slept with... eventually
But I found myself being... drawn in.
Almost against my will, I found myself caring about you
. What you thought, how you felt, became more and more important to me as time passed.
With every kiss and touch, I was losing myself and falling into you.
The words themselves still hurt
for me to say. It's admitting that there's a part of me that is mine no longer-- a part that belongs to you
I used to be a selfish woman
. But now I don't think I can be anymore.
Or, if you want it in English... "I love you
and it heals
more than you can guess for me to say those words.
I hope it's enough