fuckit

I miss you so unbelievable much. You haven't contacted me for sofuckinglong, and I wish you could just send that message or mail! Say that you hate me. Say that you still love me. Say that you're not going to talk to me ever again, or that you're over me, or... anything. Just contact me, please. I miss you so fucking much, and there's nothing I would like more than to send you a mail or a message. But I know you're the one who should take the first move. You're the one who doesn't want contact. I've always wanted it...

I miss summer. I miss lying in your arms and holding hands with you. It was such a egosentric thing to do, because deep down I know you liked me. But I loved lying in your arms, I feel so save there. So I just kept pretending that you didn't, so that I could keep doing it thinking that "it ment nothing". You knew I didn't like you, but it was still a bitchy thing to do from me.

I miss you. I wish you could get over me. And I hope with all my heart that when you get over me, you'll contact me. So we can be friends again.

I don't dare to think that you're over be, but now that you are, you see what a freak I am, and don't se no reason to contact me. That thought just hurts too much.