Back in the beginning of the new year, I remember how everything worked out, and how I just loved life. I don't know where that feeling went.
Is there someone who walked out of your life as quickly as they walked in, someone who helped you through the most painful moment in you life. You attach yourself to them because you can't let them go, and no matter how hard you try, you just can't forget about them. Your best friend is happy when you tell her you haven't talked to him in awhile, and your heart drops and you want to cry. She doesn't understand how happy that person once made you feel. You hate talking to that person, but you can't stand not talking to them.
You wish you could take back the hours you wasted talking to them and every sleepless night. You hope that person is okay but you can never be sure anymore, because you can't even tell when you're okay. You hope that person misses you and thinks about you as often as you think about them. But you think/realize/know that that's probably not true. They probably never cared about you, and was more than happy to let you go. They may not be the same person you knew when you first met, but you still have hope.
*I've had some really crazy dreams about this one guy I used to know. Like really crazy, heart-pounding dreams that you wish could happen in real life. One was really nice. The other time he was brutally murdered right in front of me.*
"If I could give you only one thing in my life, I would give you the ability to see yourself through my eyes. Only then would you realize how special you are to me."
I also wish I could see how he sees me through his eyes. Maybe it would help me understand how he could possibly like me, and maybe I wouldn't feel as confused and lost. Or maybe with the sudden knowledge it would bring me even deeper into a black hole. Or maybe I'd learn something about him that I shouldn't/don't want to know about him or something that would make me see him differently.
[unless life also hands you water and sugar, your lemonade's gonna suck.]
"I like you.
That's my secret. No hearts. No pretty drawings.
No poems or cryptic messages. I just like you."
I asked him about it, and all he said was
"My friend stole my phone and texted you something that was true"
And it got me thinkin'.
He doesn't even know me that well. How could he "love" me? We're only in high school. At least say "like" not love. I just don't get why people say that hate is such a strong word, but love is thrown around all the time like it's nothing. Is it because we're told not to hate anyone, but you should be able to get along with everyone? Hmm... even if it was "him" I'm pretty sure if he told me he "loved" me, I would still feel very uneasy.
kthanksbye♥
3 comments:
Yeah, I really do not understand how people can just love each other after one day or one week or even one month. In that period of time you're still getting to know the person, and I don't think it can possibly be love just yet :P
the thing i like the most bout ur writings is that u very honestly write bout wht ur heart comes across!!u tell ur feeling in the rawest form!!
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Frank
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