You already did let me go A million times over And a million more to come Or maybe I am already gone? When you quoted it.. My heart skipped a beat, a split second of hope then the sharp pain realizing To you – it’s probably just a poem, a tool to be charming or
Read more →A friend put it best – I miss having a boyfriend, not you being my boyfriend. And I feel horribly guilty about that, because it isn’t like I didn’t love you, it’s just that I want someone to care about me that I care about back, and we haven’t really had that for a while,
Read more →I’m just attractive enough to be a friend. It sucks. I’m not attractive enough for any girl to consider me “hot”. I’m not incredibly smart, I’m not stupid. I’m average looking. I’m not especially strong, I’m not that good at any sports. And I’m not especially confident (obviously). The thing is, no girl pictures herself
Read more →we’re falling apart. every time it gets better you find something smaller to blow up about. you push me away, saying that i don’t care about you. but if i didn’t care, why would i still be sitting here? i need you so much in my life. i put up with all of this. i’m
Read more →Dear Diego, I know love is a desensitized word, and that many people use it freely to describe things they simply like, I am not one of them. It sounds crazy but I’m totally and complete in love with you, and I barely know you. You are beautiful, more beautiful than any person I have
Read more →You’ve told me that you want nothing more than for me to be happy with you, but I cant give you that. You can’t make me happy no matter how hard you try. I appreciate all of the things that you do for me but you need to let me go. You need to let
Read more →Dear You, I ask myself all the time, “what is it about you?” Whenever I think about it, I can’t think of just one thing. Maybe it’s the fact that you are so broken inside, but won’t ever show and ounce of pain. Or it could be the fact you’re a huge mystery to me,
Read more →It seems like only yesterday we were hanging out at your house. After many years i still hang on to the memories we shared but i also hold on to the resentment. I am mad at you for giving up. I am mad at you for hurting me. I am mad that you act like
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