And how do I end?
So I'm just going to guess you're reading this right now, because who else would.. When you're the only one that follows me, because I wanted you to be the only one to know all of my thoughts, and emotions, all of that. But now It seems like you don't even deserve to know anything at all that goes on in my life. I'm not even going to start by saying that I'm a cool person and that I was the best or that I will ever love you more than anyone else will. Because who else is going to be there to back that up. So here I go for the millionth time, Yeah, it will always be you, you will always be that first and only guy I ever loved and to me you'll always be the only guy, not just a guy. You're still a dick but I love you haha.
I don't know if I should be saying this like you're the one to blame but I'm just saying, I've looked at this mess you've made and I've been so unhappy for so long. Everyone's fighting, no ones there with or without a wall, and there are times where I've always looked at your pictures and said "Fuck you you were never there for me when I needed you most" But then again, no one is, So I'm letting it all go for now even though it seems like I have for a while. I love you always, I miss you all the time, but I'm taking down the pictures, I'm putting away all the books, I'm gonna go on cloud 9 and keep my head in the sky. Maybe when I become who I feel is myself you'll see I'm not just a girl. I never was, and I'm sorry that you thought that way.
Maybe this was too long too read. If I were you I'd read it, I hope you got this far. That means you do care. And I haven't doubted that. But I miss you. Abby misses you. She talks about you in better words than I do. But sometimes, please do text me, i don't know what it is, and we weer suppose to be "best friends forever" but it's okay. I think I'm over it all now, until that day probably ever comes, I'm done with this. But show me that you care you know? I hope you're doing good and that you don't think I'm stupid and that emotional. You're a realist and it pisses me off all the time because it seems more like you don't take into consideration yet when its others you care so much about what's happened about their day that makes them so upset. I can say something and you'll never say a word. I'm not the hottest girl you've ever seen even though you've always told me every attractive word in the english language that made me feel absolutely beautiful, I probably can't take your breath away or impress your friends like you use to tell me I did, but I can make you laugh and make you feel wanted and sometimes I guess I can be cute. I really wish I could be enough just that once.
Because I had really hoped this would work out finally. For me, for us. Something into a better world even though we're so far apart. I'm sorry that there was nothing that could have kept things strong and together.
Bye. This is my last post, but I'll come on just to see what you write if you ever do. Think of this as me, I'll listen to anything, everything you have to say, can't and won't judge you, put you in your place or think of you any different or less than amazing.
Good luck, have fun, stay out of trouble
and stay bright my firefly.
I don't know if I should be saying this like you're the one to blame but I'm just saying, I've looked at this mess you've made and I've been so unhappy for so long. Everyone's fighting, no ones there with or without a wall, and there are times where I've always looked at your pictures and said "Fuck you you were never there for me when I needed you most" But then again, no one is, So I'm letting it all go for now even though it seems like I have for a while. I love you always, I miss you all the time, but I'm taking down the pictures, I'm putting away all the books, I'm gonna go on cloud 9 and keep my head in the sky. Maybe when I become who I feel is myself you'll see I'm not just a girl. I never was, and I'm sorry that you thought that way.
Maybe this was too long too read. If I were you I'd read it, I hope you got this far. That means you do care. And I haven't doubted that. But I miss you. Abby misses you. She talks about you in better words than I do. But sometimes, please do text me, i don't know what it is, and we weer suppose to be "best friends forever" but it's okay. I think I'm over it all now, until that day probably ever comes, I'm done with this. But show me that you care you know? I hope you're doing good and that you don't think I'm stupid and that emotional. You're a realist and it pisses me off all the time because it seems more like you don't take into consideration yet when its others you care so much about what's happened about their day that makes them so upset. I can say something and you'll never say a word. I'm not the hottest girl you've ever seen even though you've always told me every attractive word in the english language that made me feel absolutely beautiful, I probably can't take your breath away or impress your friends like you use to tell me I did, but I can make you laugh and make you feel wanted and sometimes I guess I can be cute. I really wish I could be enough just that once.
Because I had really hoped this would work out finally. For me, for us. Something into a better world even though we're so far apart. I'm sorry that there was nothing that could have kept things strong and together.
Bye. This is my last post, but I'll come on just to see what you write if you ever do. Think of this as me, I'll listen to anything, everything you have to say, can't and won't judge you, put you in your place or think of you any different or less than amazing.
Good luck, have fun, stay out of trouble
and stay bright my firefly.
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