I miss you, when something really good happens, you’re the first one I want to share it with. I miss you when something is troubling me, you’re the only one who would’ve understand. I miss you, when I laugh and cry, you’re the only one who could make me laugh harder and make my tears disappear. I don’t know where we went and why we grew apart, but you should know, I miss you.
And it was like she was only there when it was convenient for him; like she was the gas station no one ever visited unless their tank was coming up on empty. Yeah, there were days when she hated him, and there were days when she was head over heels, too. But none of those days mattered, because she could never have him, no matter how hard she fell.
My feelings just changed. I had been waiting for you to realize you couldn't go another day without me. I had played out every excuse you could of had for putting all that time between us. Missing you had become second nature to me. And somewhere in the last year, when I never got that phone call, and you never showed up at my window, and we never ran into each other, I just stopped feeling like I needed you so much.
I know it's coming, the day when you wake up & don't think about me, don't
wonder what I'm doing, & aren't tempted to text me. The day you go to school for
yourself or even worse, for someone else. The day you feel happy because of
someone else. The day you laugh because of someone else, the day you want
someone else, the day you hug someone else & finally the day you smile because
of someone else. Not for me, not because of me, not even directed at me. &
that's when I'll miss you most.
Everything will be okay. Think about happened a year ago today. You probably can't even remember. Everything that seems important now won't be anymore. Things find a way of working themselves out. Things aren't as impossible as they seem. Don't think about how broken your heart is right now, don't think about how things won't work and how hard everything seems to always be. You have two moving feet and a heart that beats. Use your feet and go find someone or something to make your heart happy. Everything is going to work out. Whatever happens is what is what is supposed to happen. Maybe it won't always work out, I can't promise you that it will. But there is no reason to believe you won't be okay. There is no reason to believe everything won't work out.
Apparently I’m gonna have to lower my shirt, self-esteem, self-respect, and
morals to get a guys attention these days. Clearly, I’m better off single
When you're in a relationship and it's good, even if nothing else in your life is right,
you feel like your whole world is complete.
This has everything to do with him. This is about knowing the difference between right and wrong, between the truth and a lie. He took that away from you and if you can't tell the difference, then you can't trust anyone. And if you can't trust, you can't love.
Why can’t rappers just say nice things? Like, "I wanna take your clothes off
and hang them up in the closet real nice.
You know why he treats you the way he does? Because you throw yourself on the ground and act like a rug he can wipe his feet on
You don’t want to let people in. It’s hard for you. And once you let those people in, you don’t want to let them go. And when they fuck up, it’s like: why would you do that to me? Like I gave you my feelings, I did everything for you, and you still screwed me over. It’s like you wish they were a better person.
Warning: I have a tendency to push people away in order to test who really cares. I've figured out that this is a terrible habit because I rarely find anyone who actually cares enough to come after me or fight for me or something. And those who actually do care can only deal with so much of my shit.
All the little things that annoyed you so much, are the things you'll miss the
most when he's gone.
For the rest of my life, I will always wonder why things seemed to be so unfair. I will always want to know what I did to deserve what happened to me. I will always wake up thinking everythings okay, later on realizing that it isn't, and that it most likely never will be. I will cry about it, and I will be angry. I will always have problems trusting people. I'll never think that anything will last. Friendships, and relationships.. all of them just seem doomed. But I still try. For the rest of my life, I will try.
I think best friends are the ones who have been through what you've been through. they understand where you're coming from and where you're going. its always a challenge to stick by a friend who is making choices we disagree with and are sometimes even dangerous. but its at these times when our friends need us the most.
Seriously, it's 2011, can we please get some waterproof phones?
I would like to text in the shower.
I’m a happy person. I swear I am. I sing in the shower and dance down hallways. I laugh and giggle. I do all the things happy people do. I just love life, but that doesn’t mean I don’t miss him. It doesn’t mean I don’t wish things had ended differently. And it doesn’t mean that I don’t get upset over the fact that he doesn’t miss me at all.