N.S. It was two years ago today (Valentine’s Day) that I knew I was in love with you, but I didn’t tell you cuz I was scared to lose you as we had only been dating a few months. It was shortly after, that I knew I wanted to spend the rest of my life
I hate this damn day. I hate it so bloody much that last year I flew out of the country to avoid being here when it struck. I have no idea why I hate this day so bad, except that i have never gotten to spend it with someone I truly love. Never! And I
I’m done with trying To please everyone, To please myself. I’ll never live To the expectations Everyone has set, I have set. I should just accept That fact. I would say I’m Dying, But I’m already dead, Done. Related Post Displacement Excerpt from a Letter to Myself One day, I’ll be thin enough.
So apparently you’ve had a crush on me since 7th grade, over 10 years ago. We may have lost contact there for a while, but we’ve known each other since we were 2. And now we’ve covered some of the bases in catching up. And somehow, I’ve just ended up confused. I really like you.
Probably doesn’t even weigh that much now. Related Post Why Must You Be So Fucking Adorable? those cruel, funny little things. Stupid.
I couldn’t trade a second without thinking of you, and the feelings that I have for you keep glowing and growing every day. I don’t know whether it’s Love or not but I like you very much since, the very first time I saw you on January 2011. If I know what the ‘Love’ is