Dear
My FairyTale Love,
Well, I thought things were going perfect with us. I
thought for once, things in my life were going right and that I
was on the right track for me. But once again, like always
I was wrong and I lost you. I lost something that I want
and something that I feel I still need in my life. I do like you
still, and I hope you like me in some way too. I still have
the messages that you've sent to me; the sweet words just remind
me of times we had <3
much love until we fall for each other again <3
Christina
Honestly, I don't know
what happened anymore. I can't remember why we are fighting
but I don know its for a stupid reason. Its all because people
can't mind their own bussiness! I have tried apologizing more
than once and you haven't taken any of them into
consideration. You apologized once, but for the tiniest thing,
not even the big reason we were fighting. I took that apology,
but that doesn't fix all those nights I was up crying,
talking to people figuring out why God must be mad at me to make
me feel like this way, this shiiittttyyyy and craaaaaapppy
feeling. Well, maybe this is how its supposed to be, us not
talking...us not saying hello...us acting like the other is sick
and avoiding them. Its okay though now, because I have moved on
from this...I don't care. I apologized and that's all I
can do.
Love
Christina.
Dear My Love;Best friend; boyfriend;perfect guy!
I love you! You make everything better when I feel like dying. You make me smile when all there is are tears. You make me laugh when I want to scream. You just make me feel like someone in this God awful world wants me. We say I love you more than I can count in a day. We kiss like we will never see each other again. We hug as if we hadn't seen each other for weeks, yet its usually about 4 days. The way you kiss me makes me melt, and the way you hold me makes me feel safe and the way you look into my eyes make me feel *butterflies* in my tummy. We text every day and night till all hours; literally ... our moms yell at us. Well, to be honest, I think I'm in love with you. Yes, I'm only 16. Yes, I'm still in high school. Yes, I'm only a junior. I think this was my love at first sight kind-of deal.