We were “the couple”. Everyone loved us, admired us, and knew we were in love. No, we weren’t that type of couple who made out in the halls or took over facebook telling each other we loved one an other, no, we never did that. I think simple things like that helped keep us alive for so long.
This summer was hard, for both you and I. We never were officially dating, but everyone knew it was just us in the picture. But I messed up, and word got back to you. You have to understand me, you did not call me once or try to contact me once. I thought we were over, but you just didn’t want to tell me. Thats why I did what I did.
I regret it everyday, and my heart is broken. I get sick thinking about you and drink to get you off of my mind. But that makes it worse, I go out and do the same thing as before. I need you to catch me, tell me I’m okay, love me again and i promise for the rest of my life I will only love you.
I love you.