Dear
'Blondy',
I hate how much I really miss you. I never really go to
know all too well, but my heart is still aching, breaking just to
see you, hear your sweet voice or touch you just one more time. So
I can know that you were never a part of my crazy, creative
imagination. I want to tell you how I really feel about you
but it's just way too stupid, too insanely crazy to tell anyone.
They all say " Stop it. Give up on him. He hasn't talked to
you in forever. He will never like you. Never ever. You're just
getting your hopes up for nothing." I try to listen to the
truth in their words but my heart is just as stubborn as me. It
believes that if I try hard enough I can maybe, just
maybe, get your attention and that you would realize what kind of
person I am. I wish the maybe we were ment to be and that it's
not ment to be right at this moment. That later in life we could be
together. But then my brain also realizes how retarded I sound
and that's it's just a stupid crush. Nothing more. So I still
say this because I really do mean it. I love all the little
things I know about you and I want to be with you so bad.
I love you...
.Letter One.
Dear 'Blondy', I hate how much I really miss you. I never really
0 faves
·
Jun 17, 2010 8:40pm
