You-
Talk to you, see you more, fix whatever is wrong with us,
something happened, i dont know where, I dont know when.
but i want you to talk to me about what's deep inside you,
that bothers you most. I wanna try to see your more often,
regardless of our circumstances, and what's going on in our
lifes, as we carry on, i wanna carry on with you.
You-
I want to be your best friend, I wanna be able to trust you.
I want life to throw us things, and be able to get through.
You've hurt me so much, but its not just you, its me, if only
I could get passed somethings, and trust that you love me..
You-
I dont like thinking about you. I want you to go away.
You're past being my best friend. You're so cute, and so
adorable, and the you i knew was so nice. I dont understand
why things had to go this way. I miss you all the time, you're
always on my mind, so much, that its not even right.
You-
I dont get to see you much either, but i partied with you
the other day, "your long brown hair and your big blue eyes
i'm thinking about making you mine tonnigght". You're my best
friend to all end, though i dont give you much credit, you do
alot for me, and you're a really strong person, I dont know how
you do it, but you do, you're awesome, i love you.
You-
i'm tired of worrying about you, wondering how you're doing. You
broke my heart last year, and it pisses me off, that you dont even
give me the gratitude i deserve for everything i did for you. Its
like you pretend that i wasn't one of the greatest things to happen
to you, and to admit that, you're horrified. But its okay, because i
know we were great friends, and no one could ever top it, no matter how
much you deny it.
You-
You said i'm a failure to you, and that i've failed you. I wont fail you anymore.
Sunday, September 13, 2009
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For the first time in a long time, I read your blog. I don't even know if you read mine, but I don't care. I need to say a few things to you.
First of all, I'm over you. I've moved on with my life. And I'm proud of myself. And you need to do the same thing. Don't tell me that you miss me either. I don't care to hear it.
I love the fact that when you wrote this, you made me seem like a bad person.
I broke your heart? Well, I'm sorry for that. You did a lot to hurt me too, Dear. Everything you did for me? Yes, we were friends. We did have some great times together. And I wont forget them. One of the greatest things to ever happen to me? Even when you write you seem so full of yourself. No you weren't one of the greatest things. At the time, I thought you were. But now I know who you really are. And I think its a good thing that we aren't friends anymore.
For the first time in a long time, I read your blog. I don't even know if you read mine, but I don't care. I need to say a few things to you.
First of all, I'm over you. I've moved on with my life. And I'm proud of myself. And you need to do the same thing. Don't tell me that you miss me either. I don't care to hear it.
I love the fact that when you wrote this, you made me seem like a bad person.
I broke your heart? Well, I'm sorry for that. You did a lot to hurt me too, Dear. Everything you did for me? Yes, we were friends. We did have some great times together. And I wont forget them. One of the greatest things to ever happen to me? Even when you write you seem so full of yourself. No you weren't one of the greatest things. At the time, I thought you were. But now I know who you really are. And I think its a good thing that we aren't friends anymore.
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