“Words can break someone into a million pieces, but they can also put them back together. I hope you use yours for good, because the only words you’ll regret more than the ones left unsaid are the ones you use to intentionally hurt someone.” - Taylor Swift
I didn’t mean to break us apart. Look what I’m talking about. I’m like saying you were my boyfriend, which is not. I just can’t help but regret the supposed friendship that we had. I wonder all the time—everyday since that day we grew apart—if you still think of me and wonder what am I doing. I wonder if there’s ever a time that you miss our conversations—little talks and arguments. I wonder if there’s ever a time that you are thinking of getting in touch with me again. Because I still think about you. I wonder if you’re doing okay. What if you’re sick? Who will remind you to drink some medicine and a lot of water? I thought of getting in touch with you again, but how? How can I if there’s no way I can contact you? All in all, it makes me miss you more and more. Day by day. Night by night. And everytime I stay up late, I wonder if you think of me because I can’t sleep. Will I ever see you? Will I ever get the chance to talk to you?
I know I shouldn’t say this or even feel this, but this is just how vulnerable my feelings are. You made me feel special even for a few weeks only and I can’t thank you enough for making me feel that way again.
I love you. You might hate me and get mad at me for saying this, but that’s just the way it is. I love you and there’s nothing I can do about it. I’m just waiting for the time that this feeling will be gone. I can’t just let go of it when I knew for a fact that you help me out. You have no idea how big you have help me out. I’m not saying that as a friend, but I know that you don’t want me to feel that way towards you for more that a friend because you said, you’re not the guy to like. What can I possibly do to change your mind about it?
You are so close to my heart and yet so far in real life.
I hope you’re doing okay.