so, we'll go our own ways
and hopefully you'll remember the things
I've told you. Hopefully you'll understand that everything I said
was in sincerity. A broken heart is not what I wanted from this,
but I guess I've learned from it. But aren't you supposed to
learn from your mistakes? I don't consider this a mistake, I just
wish the story didn't end this way, cause I'm still in love with
the person who helped me write it.
I miss your
laugh.
I miss when you're smile was real towards
me. I miss staring into your eyes. I miss you telling me you love
me. I miss feeling your heart beating fast. I miss the pages of
text messages. I miss knowing you'd always be there. I miss
hanging out with you. I miss talking to you 24/7. I miss fighting
with you. I miss smiling at you. I miss your adorable laugh. I
miss being your priority. I miss the jealousy I felt. I miss your
cute voice. I miss when our skin touched. I miss your
personality. I miss when people talked about us. You're
unlike anybody else I've ever met. You'll always be so
amazing to me. I'll always have the memories, even if things
are different now. Everyday I act like I'm so strong, when
inside I just want to run up to you, kiss you, and cry for hours.
If you ever told me you loved me again, no matter what, I would
say it back. Even after everything you put me through, you know I
still love you.
♥
If you read this whole thing, thank you :/