I’ve been wishing you were single since the day we met, 3 years ago. When you finally broke up with Him, I jumped on the opportunity. I know I should have waited, but God Damn, I couldn’t. I wanted us to start a life together, and you know it would have been amazing. I refuse
You said you loved me, I loved you. Then out of nowhere you decide we were lying to each other…and that we didn’t love each other. But boy did I love you. Maybe it was just summer love, I don’t know. All I want is you back, but all you do is confuse me. You
Mom and Dad, I know that you disapprove. I know that you don’t like it. I know that you say no. I know that you don’t support me. But guess what? I DON’T CARE! It’s not your life it’s mine. I can do what I want with it and I can marry who I want.
You don’t want a relationship, I do. I’m never good enough for anyone, apparently you even, and all you are is a 17 yr old. So what does that say about me, considering i’m older? I hate you for making me fall in love with you, I hate you for saying all the right things,
I don’t know the words I want to say to you; these are only some of them and I don’t even know if they make sense. I’ve liked you, wanted you, desired you, for so long and now it seems that it’s actually going to happen. It’s insane to think that we’ve been thinking -dreaming,
Dear Chuck, I hate this, I have never missed someone more in my lifetime. I’ve dealt with death, and divorce. But there has never been anything close to the way you make me feel. You make me smile all the time. Even if we’re just sitting there doing absolutely nothing. You’ve made this summer the