fuck, accidently changed my theme for my main blog instead of my other blog. Mad doesn’t even explain it.
(Source: ohthatkevin)
This sounds really mean, but I really don’t want you to come back. Its not that I hate you, its just when you were gone I never had to see your face and to be honest not seeing your face helps, a lot. I miss you but when I see you again its just going to make me miss you more. Its going to remind me of every single thing, and I’m going to have act strong and pretend I don’t care when I still do.
I miss you, its been so long but I still do. I made you my everything and now that your gone there’s nothing. I knew it would hurt, but I didn’t know it would hurt for this long. I’m trying to stay strong and I thought for a moment before, I was over you but I guess not completely.
Happy 2 year anniversary, I didn’t forget. And the things we would be doing today I wonder.
A friend brought up the topic of someone she was talking to has an ugly voice in the morning. Then I remembered your morning voice, the first thing I use to hear every morning was ‘BOO’ but I enjoyed hearing it. To bad I don’t get to anymore. I like your morning voice.
I was given the chance to talk to you but I didn’t. It’s not that I didn’t want to, trust me I did. It feels like forever since I last talk to you. I opened the conversation but I just didn’t know how to say hello. Who’d ever knew such a simple word could be so hard to say.
I lay down thinking to myself when am i ever going to talk to you again and when i do, will it be the same ??
I’m hoping, like really hoping you don’t think I’ve just left you hanging or anything. It’s been over a week now and I really really want to talk to you, but I haven’t quite yet figured out how. In all honesty, if I was you I probably would have found someone else to talk to now so I wouldn’t really blame you if you have. But in all honesty again, I really hope you haven’t.
I find it funny, the fact that the colours that symbolise love and anger are pretty much the same. I wonder why that is, is it because love makes you angry when it starts getting complicated or what ??
