Guys are great at misleading girls, and girls are great at following
I know that things between us are pretty much beyond repair right now. And I wouldn’t ever presume to try and make everything better with a conversation, so that’s not what this is, but I just wanted to tell you, I just want to hear a sorry. An “I’m sorry for the pain it caused you.”..I’m sorry because I miss our friendship. And however far off it may be, I look forward to the day that we can be friends again
Don’t pretend this is how it’s supposed to be. Even you know more was meant to happen with you and me
Here’s what I’m going to do. I’m going to stop dwelling. I’m going to stop watching the phone. I’m going to stop looking for you. I’m going to move on. I’m going to meet people. I’m going to live. I’m going to forget all the nights I spent wishing you were here. I’m going to forget the times that it was just us. I’m going to forget the things that shouldn’t have happened. I’m going to forget all the times I opened myself up to let you in, to only get hurt in return. I’m going to forget how I felt about you. Instead, I’m going to subconsciously wait. If you really want me, if you miss me, if you can’t breathe without me, you’ll know. You’ll ring. You’ll text. You’ll visit. And if you drift, if you don’t call, if there’s no texts, if there’s no visits. I’ll know. I’ll know it was never meant to be. And I will continue moving on. And I’m going to walk tall. But in between everything I will forget, I won’t forget the lesson I’ve learned. I won’t forget the feeling of loving someone. I won’t forget the feeling of thinking I’m loved. And I will certainly not forget the hell I was put through to learn all this, to become a better person
the type of friend that would be there for you no matter the situation.. no matter how many times they told you not to go back to him because they knew he would hurt you and you just didn’t believe it and in the end she was right, the type of friend that can read you without you saying a word, the type of friend that you skip with and end up running into all the teachers of the classes we skipped. the type of friend that will always be there.. the type of friend that i can call my bestfriend
I hurt you, for once I made the player fall, and honestly I’m glad. After all those girls you walked away from, the ones you left there standing alone in the rain, crying their eyes out. Now you feel their pain. I’m hoping this will be a lesson learned for you. How does it feel to be alone, to feel like nothing will be okay again, to have a very quiet cell phone and no I love you’s? Karmas a bitch
