You told me a lot of things last night; things I'm not sure I was ready to hear...but you said them anyway...and I thank you for having the courage to speak your mind like that in my presence...
Honestly, I'm not sure if I could live without you now...I thought it was just a fling...but it turned into much more than that...I thought it would come and go; get here, end quickly, never to be spoken of again...but I was wrong...I was so wrong...And, I know I'm wrong, because I see the way you look at me, and I know how I want to look back. I hear you say things like, "I love you," and I can't help but want to say it right back and mean it from the very bottom of my broken heart. I look at you everyday, and I wish I'll never lose you. I wait so impatiently for you to get home from work or school, and I think about you, and obsess about how many hours and minutes I have left until I see your face... I write about you on the closest piece of paper I have next to me, and once I start, I can't stop listing the things you've helped me with... I listen to a stupid fucking country song that I sont like, and it reminds me of you in every way...because you like country music...and even though i dont, I still smile...I smile because you like it...every time I hear that stupid Taylor Swift song, "Love story" or whatever the hell its called...it reminds me of us...the whole romeo and juliet thing...
thats how I know I'm wrong...because EVERYTHING I listed above...those are things that happen to me on a daily basis...and I think I love you...I think I love you...









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I'm not gonna take this. I WONT take this. You've punctured my heart for the last time. I'm done with you. You've killed me.
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I'm not gonna take this. I WONT take this. You've punctured my heart for the last time. I'm done with you. You've killed me.
Did I say you could lick me????
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