No. I’m currently not fond of music that the beatles have played.
There is no point to letting go of something or someone you love.. if all that will happen is regret.
I was hoping I could take a few minutes of your time. I know I don’t deserve to be talking to you or even taking up your time. I’m not asking for another chance, just hear me out. Give me a couple of minutes to tell you everything. I have to get all of this off my chest.
Huh, this book is really what it said it would be. Chain Reaction - Simone Elkeles.
I really like this book. Gangs, sex, profanity. Love. I really want to continue reading. But as i read forward I can only think about you. Its stupid even. I know you can see this .
Is one of the hardest things to do. Cause it’s you fighting your own feelings. Your mind wants to stop thinking about that person, stop wondering about how that person is doing & stop remembering about what they had together because its too painful. But your heart is still attached to that…
Although I miss holding you tight in my arms, interlocking your delicate hands with my hands, hugging you tightly, holding you as you sleep. What I miss you even more now is the little things, the things you would do after being away from me, when you would laugh at all my jokes, and I still remember even though im the best looking guy, or most ripped, the smartest guy, the sweetest guy , you would look at me for who I am. But that was then.
-sigh- , you don’t get it.. You always want me to be myself. Yenno I am myself. But its different now, I remember when you used to laugh at all my jokes . Maybe that was because we liked each other. I don’t know. But I should have known I would lose all that when I lost you all those months ago. We barely even talk. I don’t know what else to say I guess, I miss you
You like someone, but you’re starting to get attached. & because you’re attached, you are being clingy. & because you are being clingy, you think you are being annoying cause you want to talk to them so much. & because you think you’re being annoying, you feel like you’re bothering them every time you talk to them. But really, you just enjoy talking to them. But you’re afraid they’re getting bored & sick of hearing from you.
It’s nights when I can’t sleep, I end up thinking about you. Yes, I’m still regretting. I have to live everyday, to watch you be there as more or less only as a friend. Nothing more. Just last year, the common places we spent our time together became special. Today - this year, these places spark de ja vu. Such places like the theatre, where I gave you that flower on annual. Strathcona - glad we don’t have to go back there.. It would hurt too much . You said you had a feeling this year’s going to repeat itself. I hope you’re right… But with a different ending. You know one thing that I didn’t understand? How or why did you hang on so long? This is now April. In 3 months it will be July. When July comes it will be one year since we parted ways.