I miss you.
You played me like a fiddle, and that hurt.
The worst part was, you threw me to the dirt.
I cried over you, and wished for you to come back…
I realized your an asshole, and that’s not going to work.
♥
Thing’s I still do….
I still find myself thinking about you pretty much every day,
I still find myself writing you silly little letters I know you’ll never read,
I still find myself glancing at your pictures,
I still find myself remembering everything that we once had,
I still think about all the good times we had together,
I still find myself staring into your eyes,
I still find myself crying over you,
I still find myself remembering that hug that you gave me,
I still find myself thinking about how I screwed everything up,
I still see myself going to your soccer games,
I still see you texting me every day saying how you loved my eyes and smile,
I still love you…♥
I’m never letting you go. Get over it. ♥ The more and more I think about you, the more and more I still gain faith…
Dear Love,
You told me lies. You lead me on. Then had the nerve to say you never lead me on. I loved you. I STILL DO. I think about you whenever I can, which is 24/7. I’m trying to hard not to text you, and ignore you. You know, how you use to do with me that is.
I’m tired of the lies. I want you back. The OLD you.
Just because you’ve grown fond of change, doesn’t mean that’s an excuse to act any different to me, or anyone. You’re self centered. It’s kinda painful when you promise me the last day of school, the last day I’d truly see you, and you walk right up behind me, look at me, and walk away.
I miss when you loved my eyes and smile.
I remember when you told me about my eyes and smile, that was the happiest I ever was. I missed when you’d let me wear your coat, or you’d text me telling me there was a chance in the future…
Girls.
Secondary Best-Friend? Dude, what the hell? You’re suppose to have grown up by now. You fight with me constantly, and when I tell you there’s a chance that the ‘girl you like’ doesn’t like you back, you flip a bitch. Grow up! I’m so tired of crying over you. You’re adorable, you’re black hair, green eyes… I effing miss it. But, you never will.
NEVER. Will. ♥
I just wanted to say; I love you. If you don’t read this, don’t. If you do, then do. I just wanted you to looked at it from my perspective for once. You usually don’t. But whatever. ♥♥♥ Bye bye!
