April 2011
13 posts
Hoping & Timing
I know that one day you’re going to look at me and realize that I’m who you’re supposed to marry. For your sake, I hope that when it happens I still feel the same way.
I tried, you didn't. I'm done.
You know what? I'm done trying. If you want me in...
I Wonder
Don’t you ever wonder? Wonder what I’m doing, how I’ve been, when you’ll see me again? Wonder how we fell apart?
Getting Over Myself
I’m still furious at you. But sometimes I wish I would get over myself so we could be friends again.
Relating Back
I somehow manage to make everything I see and hear relate back to you.
I always write about you.
I just don’t know what to say now. I mean, I do. It makes sense in my head, or rather, my heart (as stupid as that sounds). But I’m sure everything I want to say you already know.
I just want to talk to you.
I miss the way things used to be. I told you everything. When I thought my life was tough, you gave me a much-needed reality check. (At the time, I wanted you to shut up and...
I'm so tired of it all. Some days, I just want to...
And, if you magically decide to talk to me, don’t even start to tell me you miss me when you don’t even try to talk to me.
I'll Just Assume This Makes Sense
I hate how I love you more than I hate you, but I love hating you just enough to think about you those few seconds less everyday than I normally would because I love you so much.
I hate having to explain why I love you.
Why? Oh, because it makes no sense. I honestly have NO idea why. Because you treat me like crap. And nothing is ever going to change that. I screwed it up. My bad, I know. But what happened to second chances? I’m just… I can’t even begin to describe how you make me feel. But really, excuse me for being scared to tell you how I feel. Excuse me for being too little too late.
But...
That awkward moment when
You realize you really like someone and they like you too but your mutual friend really likes you and it’s just twelve levels of awful because you just want it to work out but it won’t.
No Closure
I use the fact that there’s never been any closure as an excuse to keep missing you.
Forgive Anyway
I would forgive you, if only you would realize that you’ve done something wrong.