Current mood:
crushed
Sometimes I wonder why I still follow you around. Sometimes I think you don't really care anyway, that you're only interested when you're particularly lonely or horny. I know that you're a good person. I just don't know whats going on with you. Sometimes I think it would be better for me if I got to see you with someone else so I could hate you. I don't like loving you anymore. Its killing me inside and I can't do a damn thing about it. Theres not a thing on this planet that I want more than to have you back, but I can't force you. And I won't. I have cried and cried over you. And somehow I don't think you have given me much thought at all. You DID hurt me bad, and I don't really think you know just how bad. And me and my pride can't tell you. I love you. I love you with everything I have, and then some. But I can't keep this up forever. I hope against hope that when I finally get over you we can still be cool. But there has never been a time when I wasn't just head over heels for you and I don't know if I can make that adjustment. I know I'm crazy. I'm worse than a few people. But I'm not as bad as some. And I want really badly to dedicate a large portion of my life to making you happy. I just wish for the impossible, huh? I love you. This is hopefully the beginning of my goodbye to you.crushed
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