If you called me right now I would drop everything I was doing to hang out with you, even though I know that you have a fling, or boyfriend or whatever he is, I really wish I could be in his place like I kind of was last year. I miss the hell out of you and there isn’t a damn thing I can do about it except sit here depressed like I am now. I know you didn’t really care about me, Kr says you did, and still do but I don’t believe it, not one second. All I was for you was a place to stay when you didn’t have your kid and someone to help you pass the time with some other things thrown in the mix.
It’s funny, my best friend’s mom said that one day I’m going to marry you, I doubt that’s likely because you know me pretty well, and I’m sure the reason that you didn’t want to go official (other than the fact that you led me on and still had a crush on your ex.) was because you think that I’m too unstable and too crazy to stay with, go ahead think that everyone else in my past has. Why in the hell should you be any different?
Put my feelings aside, I really hope you’re happy.
I’m going to try and find a place to drink these feelings away though.