we're a match made
in heaven. we're so compatible it's not even funny. I
wish you'd notice. I wish you'd talk to me. We've
established that you don't like me but sometimes it still
seems like you do. it's been like that since day one, and I
don't know what to make of it. I'm so confused, I
wouldn't wish it upon anyone. I go through moods. sometimes I
hate you for making me want you and I want nothing to do
with you. other times I realize how perfect we are for each other
and I sit there daydreaming like the fool that I am because I
truly believe that the day we talk-the day we
really talk-will be the day that you realize we're
meant to be. so this is why I'm insane. why I've been
insane for the past year. about this mess. about you. you have no
clue how one little word from you can make my entire week. I
cannot force myself to move on, I've tried-really
tried. I just want to be your bestfriend/lover/soulmate, all in
one package, and make your life better. I like seeing you happy.
seeing you smile, it makes me smile. I'd do anything to see
that smile. if you would so kindly return mine, maybe with one of
yours, that's all I'm asking. I've accepted the fact
that you might not nor will you ever feel the same way, and
I've stopped trying. if there was a way to move on, trust me,
I would have found it by now. I'm so disgusted-all this, all
these feelings, for you. what have you ever done for me? exept
making me want you every second of every day. that's all
you're good for, that's all you do now, and that's
all you've ever done. and maybe one day you should see this.
see what went on behind the eyes of the girl who was unfortunate
enough to fall for a boy who wasn't planning on catching her.
my mistake. I was wrong, again. it's not your fault, it's
mine. and that's all I'd like to
say.
