Like a text message or someone’s status. Everything was going fine until you accidentally came across something you didn’t want to read. Or found out something you were better off not knowing. It’s almost as if it was posted just to purposely hurt you. But you constantly read it over and over again to torture yourself. It sucks how one little thing can ruin your whole day.
Getting attached can be a good thing but it also can end very bad. The good thing about being attached to someone is that you experience love with that someone, you think in your head that they are the one, the one that you’re gonna marry, the one that you’re going to spend your whole life with in the future. But also getting attached to someone can also be bad. If you’re attached to that person and you end up breaking up, you will be crushed, depressed, and will have those heart aches.
is walking by someone you used to have history with, have all these memories flash through your mind, and you have to suck in the feeling that you miss them but you have to pretend like you don’t. Because you know that they’re happy, and they’re living their life better without you. So you smile, walk away, and realize you’ve become strangers again.
I want to be with someone who’s willing to fight for me and what we have. I want them to be able to prove that they’re not going to run away when things get rough. It’s a pain in the ass when you’re putting your all into something, and the other person isn’t trying. And that’s why I want someone who’s going to try just as much as I do. I just want someone who’s going to prove to me they want this just as much as I do. Is that really too much to ask?
Well, back when I used to be your girlfriend. Look where we are now.
Fucking hate this. Feels like I don’t even deserve to be here. I’m a terrible friend. I barely help any of them get through anything through studies, through the tough times, nothing. I try my best, but it never helps. I’m a complete failure when it comes to being a supportive friend.
Sucks to be me.
You’ve changed so much to the point that I no longer know you. You put yourself in a place where I no longer want to know you because, as judgemental as it sounds, I already know that the person you are now, is someone I don’t like.
I honestly miss the old you, as loser-ish as you were. At least you weren’t as stuck-up as you are now.
No matter what time it is, where I am, or what I’m doing. I’d drop whatever I’m doing just to have a conversation with you. Why? Simply because I love talking to you. I love how we talk about the most random topics. I love how you know how to keep a conversation going. I love how we lose track of time. A simple text or phone call from you can make me smile throughout the whole day. I know it sounds rather silly, but it’s true. You’re on my mind all the time.