"Do I make you wanna dance real slow? Go flyin' down a two lane road? Find a limb to hang your clothes? Do I make you wanna let your hair down Play a little truth or dare now Act just like you don't care now Girl when I come around tell me Do I make you wanna?"
I didn't think I'd honestly write you back. I thought I reached my breaking point a long long time ago. Feeling broken, abandoned, forgotten after we broke up, but today just driving in this beautfiul weather I felt homesick. And I was so confused why because I was headed home. Only gone for three days and headed back. Then I realized it wasn't about being home it was about you. It was about my best friend. It was about us sitting on the beach where we felt the world right there in our finger tips together. I never got when you said you could just be friends with me till today. When you yearn for a person so much, so hard, and for so long that it doesn't matter in what shape or form you get them as long as it's a piece. I get it now. I know we can't be friends any time soon with these lives we have going but thought I'd just tell you I'm finally ready to. I don't care if we ever end up together as long as I get to just hear from you. Talk to you about anything and everything. As long as I can get that feeling of the world being ares for the taking.
Why the hell do you let him find you so easily if your scarred for your life? I could of helped you. If you actaully need help call me dont call me to play some bullshit games if you arent being serious about getting out. He needs to do some time for being a phsycopath so call the cops and tell me or I will. If you dont reply to this later today I will go to them.