I have caused nothing but pain for you and I know this for a fact. I still remember hearing you calling for me as I left, but I didn’t turn around. You thought it was because I hated you, for what you weren’t sure. But I left because you didn’t need me…anymore. I was the only one who saw that, though. I held you back when you needed a push forward and I will never forgive myself for the opportunities that slipped away for you because of me. Today and tomorrow and the next day on forever I will never look back, and I want you to never say my name again or think of me or anything that we once held dear. I’m letting you go, which I should have done a long time ago but I was to afraid to be alone. Put all blame on me, for everything horrible I have done to you. It will never happen again because now I love you to much.
The government has never, and won’t ever make any of us a single penny…
I’m done. I’ve said this over and over, I can’t even think how many times I’ve said it. You and me have been through so much. We have fallen apart and come back together more times than I can count. I know that everything has to have an end, but will it ever end for you and me?? Or will we be entwined forever, constantly struggling with feelings of loathe and love.
Yeah, I’m with someone else. Yes, you are, too. Then why can’t you just do what I ask and leave me alone? Why can’t you stop contacting me? Why do you say you want to see me? Why do you bring up the past and how it use to be? Just thinking about it right now and I’m about to cry again! What do you want from me?! You don’t even know what to say when I ask you that. You say you want us to be “friends”. We never have and never will be friends, ever. From the moment I met you there was something between us. And as soon as feelings developed it became something so chaotic. Beautiful sweet chaos, and neither of us can get enough.
I love you. And you loved me. Over this summer you don’t know how many times I wish we could just go back to one of those few precious moments we had together when it was just pure blissful love. And then we would have another screaming match where you said hurtful things you didn’t mean that tore me to pieces. (more…)
Remember that day we walked up the hill? You put your arms around me, and I felt infinite for the first time in my life. I decided then I loved you.
Remember when I cried that night? You gave me butterfly kisses while I sat on your lap. You dried my tears and pinky promised we would meet again.
Some days I think you don’t remember. Sometimes I know I should just give up.
How long after a break-up is doing the dirty deed not considered break-up sex? Its been over a year since we broke up, and we only started talking again recently and started being physical again. But a year? wow.
You make no sense to me anymore.
You say you hate me, then beg me to come see you. You say we can never be what we were back when we were dating, then you say you can’t wait to be involved with me again. We fight just like we used to, pushing the familiar buttons, and then having blowout sex. You call me baby, tell me how you miss me… then AGAIN tell me how you hate me, and can’t forgive me for breaking up with you.
If you haven’t noticed, I still love you, and I know you still love me. I know I hurt you, and I am so sorry. SO sorry. But how much longer are you going to punish me?
I think you are scared to feel for me again, that I will hurt you, again. But I swear baby, I will never, ever, do anything to hurt you ever again.
I just wish I could know what was going on inside your head so I could know what you think of you and I together. Or not together.. but I hope it isn’t the latter.
When are you going to break up with her?
You tell me you love me.
You send me sweet little texts and call me to say good night.
You told me yourself that she doesn’t make you happy.
We have so much in common: we stumble, we smoke, we don’t believe in God, we’re emotionally stable, we both write, we play the same video games.
She coughs if cigarette smoke touches her, she is an emotional wreck all the time, she goes to Church and drags you with her.
Seriously, if you keep telling me that I’m so much better for you, why don’t you just do it?
fuck you. who the hell do you think you are, acting like your shit don’t stink? you’re still you, deep down. so stop acting like all those other whores. because trust me, you are just as WEIRD as me. I hope your boyfriend finds out you aren’t this stupid slutty barbie you pretend to be and dumps your ass flat. you act like you’re so hot, and you know what? you’re fucking ugly.
I am so glad we never see you. don’t talk to my fucking boyfriend and ignore me. SKANK. god, you make me so mad!
Take my heart, take my thoughts. Please. I love you impossibly, more than I have ever loved someone before. I need to see you in a way I haven’t in a while. One on one, alone, in your bedroom away from phones and internet and sound. Just us. I need it. I sorely do.
See, you know what has been driving me crazy these past few days, and I think a remedy would be a day of you and me, doing whatever pleases us at the moment.
I don’t know why you did this…it’s not your fault. It’s no one’s fault but my own, damn it. But I think I found a fix…kiss me. Make love to me. Spend time with me…please.