I miss you more than words can describe. I think about you a lot. I know my boyfriend would be mad if i started talking to you again, which makes it even harder for me. You were what I considered to be one of my best friends for a loonggggggggg time, and you weren’t even a girl.
Then when feelings got all into it fucked us up. We don’t talk, we ignore eachother and pretend like we don’t exist when we walk by eachother. You know me a lot better than anyone, and I know that we can both relate to eachother about how fucked up our lives were or are for some weird reason. Omg dude, to put it simply, I just miss you. I know I fucked up as your friend, I treated you like shit. I’m sorry. I need you back in my life.
I wish you could forget about her and move on to something better… Me. As cocky as that sounds I know I will treat you 10x better than she did.
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Sometimes I think if you’re really gone I’ll get over it… And I know I will. But the fact of the matter is I don’t think I want to get over it in the first place.
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Do you ever get the feeling of wanting to stop time on a single, perfect moment?
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Even though I say that I’m over you, I’m actually lying. Kind of. I know for sure that I don’t like you anymore, but some part of me keeps tugging onto our old memories. Whenever I see you, something sparks inside of me. I still care. This makes no sense.
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I wish i was thin and beautiful so I don’t feel so ugly next to my best friend.
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