Im a hypocrite,and i hate that about myself. i think something or say something to people that, really, could be said about myself. and have been said about myself. i’ll wonder ‘why the hell is that person even doing that? why do they bother?’, and then a few minutes later i’ll realize i’m doing the same damn thing.
I’d do anything to have never loved you in the first place or for you to love me back. Despite me and my wants, I’ll forever wish happiness and safe times for you. Because you are the one that I love. I hope you feel the love I have for you someday, but I’ll forever wish you won’t feel the pain I feel.
He screwed up, and you did absolutely nothing wrong. You gave him your heart and you trusted him to keep it and protect it, but he couldn’t. And honestly he’s not mature enough. He’s not smart enough. If he was smart, he would have cared for you with every fiber of his being and been with you in every spare second he could, but he didn’t.
I don’t know what to say to you right now, you are the first person to ever leave me speechless and not in a good way. I could take the high road and yell and scream until my lungs burst but I can’t honestly think of how that would help. This year has been full of change for me, the new me is going to handle this the mature way, I’m not going to say anything, if I happen to run into you, I’ll gracefully smile and say hi, but don’t think for a second that deep deep down you’re not tearing me apart.
There is this one boy in my life. He means a whole lot to me. I will never be over him, and I will never, ever forget him. I don’t know where the roads of life will take me, but when I look back at high school, he will be one of the people I will see first. I get jealous all the time,but he is no way mine, and will most likely never be.
I cant help it. And even though that is true… I don’t mind being his friend. I would do absolutely anything for him, and I think he knows that. And people tell me to move on, or forget about him, I never will. All the time I pretend nothing is bothering me and that I don’t need him. And I’m okay with that. I’ll be his friend forever and ever, as long as that means I’m a part of his life.
I never understood the whole “opposites attract” phrase. If two people are different and have different interests, why would they get along so well? But then I thought about it. “I love you for everything I’m not.” So, basically, two opposite people come together to fill in the missing parts of themselves.
