I swore to myself up and down I would never be that girl.
The girl who only talks about her boyfriend.
The girl that can only seem to find something to always connect to back to talking about her boyfriend.
The girl who can’t seem to find anything to do with her day whenever her boyfriend isn’t around.
The girl who hates when you talk to other girls all the time.
But I have turned into that girl. It’s sad to say, and I am not happy to admit it at all. Who am I to judge?
But I hate it when you are always talking to some girl for hours. That’s how we started out. Yeah, I’m kinda jealous, and I completely hate that I am.
I’m not mad at you, at all. Ever. I’m just angry with myself for turning into that girl that revolves around you.
I can instantly cry when i think about losing you to another. I’m self-conscious around your girl friends. I just hate what I’ve become, and I’m sorry. I’m trying to change.
I love you.