I am always thinking about you, constantly designing my own dreams before I go to bed so that you will never leave my mind, even when I'm asleep. You caught me looking at you, but I know you caught me looking because I caught you looking. Okay wth?! I am begging you to clear this mess up. You leave me hanging and kept me waiting. How am I supposed to get over you when I still hope. Everyday, every minute, every second I hope for us to be better, in all the things we do, and all the things we are in. And to be better with each other. Because guess what, you're the best guy I've ever met in my 17 years of living hell, and you're the closest thing to heaven. I admit, I love you, no matter what you saw or heard. Still loving you since the moment you let me go.
Damn, this is so melodramatic. Honestly, I am sick of all the love songs I listen to, sick of all the fairy tales I read, and really really sick to the pit of my stomach of all the couples I see out there. Because sooner or later, they are gonna fall apart, just like how it turned out for you and I ):
Can you be honest with me the next time we talked about love ?
I am hoping you would :\