• I want to do better.

    by  • February 22, 2012 • * Safe for Work *, Friends • 0 Comments

    I spend all my time with you.
    I’ve told you so many personal things.
    I’m sorry I’ve told you too much.
    When you heard some of the things I’ve done, I saw your disappointment in me.

    I don’t want you to be annoyed with me.
    More than that, I want you to see that I’m not doing those things anymore.
    I’ve had a rough time for a while and I am trying to be better.

    When I start to dwell, you make me snap out of it and then you make me smile. I love that you don’t try to make me laugh, but sometimes it just happens. I love that you don’t prod for more information. I love that you pat me on the back and tell me it will be okay. I love when you sit silently and just let me talk. I love when you play music and it’s the same as mine. I love when you laugh uncontrollably over dumb things. And when you harass me about other dumb things. I love when you tell me I’m being a bitch and mock ruthlessly when I say things that make me sound stupid.

    I dread those days when you don’t want to talk to me, and I think those days happen because of what you know.
    I might not be your best friend, but you’re mine.
    Please remember that I’m not who I was before I knew you.
    I’m better because of you.

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