• Who knows

    by  • January 9, 2011 • Confusion, Grief, Lost Love, Miss You • 0 Comments

    First off, I’m a bit tipsy so we’ll see where this goes. I’ve had such a desire to drunk dial you, but I’m using all my will power not to. I wish i could hate you, or at least truly move on. Something so that maybe I wouldn’t want to talk to you all the time so much, it takes so much effort to avoid texting you or dialing that number I can’t get out of my head. You meant more to me than anything in the world, and I got ripped off like an old unneeded band-aid. We still talk a little, and I like to have you as a part of my life… i just don’t know how much you of a big part I could ever really let you be again. Sometimes you say you still have feelings for me, other times you don’t. You’re having some fling or something now, who knows. Part of me wants to believe that you were just using me the whole time so that maybe i can get over it… but there’s that memory of the way you used to look at me that can’t fade from my mind. Where did the person I knew that gave me those looks go? And how did I change to not get them anymore… I know I’m always going to miss you, but who knows what the future may hold.

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