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emotions comeback intervention time


Monday, May 10, 2010 !@#$% 1:27 AM

I HATE GOODBYES

I really do like you. I may talk to other guys, hug them but the way I talk with them aren’t the same with you and their hugs don’t mean anything compared to yours. Tbh, I get cut a little every time I see you with another girl, I just don’t show it. Even though, I know that you guys are best friends or whatever, it cuts me still. During the weekends, you were down and I wanted to be there for you like you were there for me on the other nights . I guess not. The girls asked me did we have a fight? I said no and was wondering where they got that idea from, so I asked one of girls, she told me how you said I was just a flirt, I can go die and that you didn’t care anymore. I was like crying inside. I really needed and wanted to talk to someone, so I burst out my feelings and thoughts to one of the girls. We then assumed it was bcos’ I’m getting close to one of the boys, but me and him are just friends. What I mostly talk to him about is you, my feelings and the good times I’ve had with you. I sat there wanting to cry, but she told me that you weren’t worth the tears and that I should just go like someone else; but I know that I’m not just gonna move on that quick. It’s not that simple with the feelings I have for you. But when she left, I saw your blog; as I was reading those few lines, i felt just so cut. but now i guess its true. whatever goes up, must come down.



(To Infinity, & Beyond. )