I wish that I hadnever met you
Then there would be no need to impress you. No need to want you. No need for loving you. No need for crying over you. No need for heartbreaks. No need for pain or tears. No need for forgotten promises. No need for crying my self to sleep. No need for acting like you care. No need, for everything you’ve done to make me feel like absolutely nothing.
But then again, I’m glad I did meet you. Cause you were the one who always asked me if anything was wrong. You were to one who loved for me. The one who cared when everyone else didn’t. the one who listened. The one who stayed up late just to talk about the randomest shit ever. You were the one who I told secrets to. The one who taught me new things. The one who laughed at my bad jokes. The one who did things, just for me.
The worst feeling is when someone makes me feel special, then suddenly leaves me hanging, and I have to act like I don’t care at all. I’m not afraid to try again. I’m just afraid of getting hurt for the same reason.
The best part about pictures is that even whe the people in the photo change, the memory it contains never will. I remember a lot about us. Those memories are faded now but I wont forget them
Everyday, I fight back the urge to text or call you, telling my self that if you wanted to talk to me, you would.
I hide my tears when I said your name, nut the pain in my heart is still the same. Although I smile and seem carefree, there’s no one who misses you more than me.
I hate goodbyes, I hate these tears in my eyes. I hate my self for the way I feel about you everytime. Ive had enough. I’m sick of wishing you were around me everyday and everynight. It way too much. I hate love.
There are moment in life that I will always remember, not because they were important but because you were there.
The saddest kind of sad is the sad that tries not to be sad. You know, when sad tries to bite its lips and not cry and smile and go, “No I’m happy for you”? That’s when it’s really sad.
