I love our silly fights and our late night talks about the most random things. I love when you always there to walk me home. I love how you look at me. I love how you make me feel like I've got angel wings. I love how you make me feel safe all the time whenever I'm with you. I am truly deeply in love with you. Most importantly, I miss you, I miss us.
I miss you so, so much that I can't sleep, so much that I can't breathe. My heart-- it skips a beat when I think of you and me. And I'm so hurt right now, so upset and disappointed.But it's not all your fault, no, I blame myself. I shouldn't have fallen so hard for someone who didn't care.
And yes, you've hurt me more times than anyone should ever have and you continue to cause me pain, but even now as I cry these tears you put on my face, I will always be here for you. Maybe we wont speak for a long time to come but I will still think of you each and every day; yeah that could be a total waste of me but I can never give up on hope.
p/s : well, if it meant to be it meant to be
hi everyone,

I speak my mind, think my own thoughts or do things my way. Simply nineteen, and no tolerance for bullshit.
Saturday, April 24, 2010
Friday, April 23, 2010
What if
I saw you walking by today. Your hair was longer and you might have been a little taller. I want to chase you but I couldn't, I don't know what to begin with if I face you so I just let you passing by and I still couldn't speak.
If I ever get a chance --- I'd love to tell you that I miss us very much. and it kills me day by day just to look at you without having a chance talking to you. and it hurts even more to see you just walk away. YLGMH
I keep thinking of how much I love talking to you, how good you look when
you smile, how much I love your laugh. I daydream about you off & on, replaying
pieces of our conversation, laughing at funny things that you said or did. I've
memorized your face and the way that you look at me. I catch myself smiling
again at what I imagine.
Yeah, whatever
If I ever get a chance --- I'd love to tell you that I miss us very much. and it kills me day by day just to look at you without having a chance talking to you. and it hurts even more to see you just walk away. YLGMH
I keep thinking of how much I love talking to you, how good you look when
you smile, how much I love your laugh. I daydream about you off & on, replaying
pieces of our conversation, laughing at funny things that you said or did. I've
memorized your face and the way that you look at me. I catch myself smiling
again at what I imagine.
Yeah, whatever
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