• You Grew on Me. and it Sucks.

    by  • September 2, 2010 • Friends, Frustration, Love - Pure and Simple, Yearning for You • 0 Comments


    You’re my best friend, or at least that’s what you became. I enjoy every minute of time we spend together, even when I hate you, even when we fight. I never wanted to love you; i didn’t even like you when we first met. I thought you were weird. I got to know you so well and, I don’t know, you grew on me. I pretend to hate you’re hugs, but secretly hope you force one on me anyway. When we leave to school, I don’t feel whole without you. It seems that we have become so entwined over the summer that pulling us apart left a bigger scar than I thought possible. I’m scared to tell you how I feel because I know you like Her more than me. I pretend not to care but I do. I pretend that the idea of us ever getting together disgusts me, but I’ve spent countless hours daydreaming of a life led together. So here it goes, the big one, I LOVE YOU. and it hurts. actual pain, day after day.

    Wishing to be yours,

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