But here comes reality. You have someone else. Although whenever we are together (innocently of course) you can’t deny what we both know we feel. I don’t need to ask if you feel the same because I already know you do. And out of whatever reason, if you feel she is what you want in your life, then so be it. I can respect that. But please be honest with yourself, don’t deny the truth. Don’t be scared to lose the comfort and go out on this crazy limb with me. Maybe we’ll fall flat on our asses, but the thought of what it very well could be is amazing and I would take that leap with you.
We don't say "dating," we say "talking." Instead of saying "we're in a relationship," we say "we're a thing." We forgot "making love" and learned to say "fucking." It's no wonder our generation doesn't know the meaning of commitment.
We all have been through that phase. Where we honestly don’t give two fucking shits what’s happening around us and nothing matters any more, everything and every little thing pisses you off. Where you want to be all alone, in your room listening to music that cools you down. That’s how I feel right now.
When it rains, I cant help but stare out the window… I just wonder are you staring & looking at the same rain? I wonder if you think about me, the way I think about you… I know I told you as long as you’re happy I would be too but I lied…I cant be happy without you.
You’re probably thinking I’ve forgotten all about you by now, but that’s far from it. I have missed you every waking day and my heart still hurts, but I’m getting better. I continue to smile and still go on without you. I know I have missed you, but I have kept it all inside me, only for me to know. I still wonder about your doings, how you are, what you’re doing, what we used to talk about, to the laugh in your voice. Just, everything. I miss it all. However, I feel that the parting of us was for the best because everything happens for a reason. Should destiny put us into a crossing road in the future, that is when I will see you again. Until then, remember this; no matter what, even through the fights, the disagreements, mistakes and tears we’ve cried; though I saw this as a possible outcome, I took the risk and gave you my all. Never, ever, did I give up on you. Do not give up on yourself. Believe. Anything is possible. And if you ever need a helping hand, do not hesitate to ask. I may be far away, but I will always be in reach.
This whole situation pissed me off. As much as I want to love you, the way that you love me, I just can’t. It’s because I love someone else the way you love me, but he doesn’t love me and that hurts almost as much as the fact that I am hurting you.
“I don’t know what it is about you. Maybe it’s the way nothing else matters when we’re talking, or how you make me smile more than anyone else has. It could be the way you say the right thing at exactly the right time. But whatever it is, I just want you to know that it means everything to me.”—
We used to believe in a lot of things, like forevers, and our dreams. We used to speak of our futures. Then we both went our separate ways. We don't talk about those things anymore. In fact, we don't talk at all.