• Hey…again

    by  • July 17, 2011 • * Safe for Work *, Thinking of you • 3 Comments

    Well I just wanted to say one thing, actually many many things, too many to count.

    I wouldn’t say I miss you, I talk to you a lot now, but you’re not the same as before you see, you’re torn apart, and it tears me apart in result. I wanna help you, but I know that by just being there, I’m making it worse. Go on, live your life, start fresh, be happy, you really really deserve to be. Most of the time I’m just worried about you, and I wanna talk to you honestly say EVERYTHING that’s on my mind, but we both know I wouldn’t, oh and it’s you, the one on my mind. I’m not sure if those are hints, if I understand what you say the way I’m supposed to? or is my Ego just driving me in the wrong direction.


    But we’re just friends, right? Well, you’re too good to be just a friend, but I’ll manage. In my mind we’ve travelled, smiled, laughed, slept under the stars together, and it all feels possibly, but then again too dreamy.

    And I could help you find your way, and God knows how much I’d want to make you happy, but any move, any wrong too soon words would mess it up, and I am not gonna lose you. I’d rather let go peacefully, tho my heart would be burning.

    Yeah, I guess I am falling, and you’re worth every second I spend thinking of you -pretty much the whole day- but I’ll let go, of those dreams. I’ll look after you, from afar.

    Be safe and happy, and you’ll manage to live with life’s bitterness..

    3 Responses to Hey…again

    1. just a nobody
      July 17, 2011 at 11:46 pm

      Don’t let something so special to you just slip away by assuming, ASSUMING, that you are doing the best for the other. The best could very well be as simple as just being with you!

    2. anonymous
      July 18, 2011 at 1:43 am

      I agree. Why throw something away so special?

    3. whatever
      July 18, 2011 at 2:08 am

      what other? and no I’m not letting it slip away, I know he deserves to be so much happier somewhere else, I’d only remind him of misery and bitterness.

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