It’s not that I don’t have anything to say, I’m just tongue-tied with my thoughts. You don’t know how badly I want to tell you I miss you, but at the same time, I don’t feel like there’s a point of talking to you right now. I’m confused.
(via supreme-anthony)
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Will you?
If I push you away, will you run right back to me? If our friendship starts fading away, will you do something to prevent that from happening again? If we fight or argue, will you be mature enough to forgive and forget? If I’m starting to let you go, will you try your best to stay in my life anyways? If I stop loving you, will you keep loving me? Will you do any thing just for me?
Trust me, I’m trying my best. Do you really think I want to sit here and have all these memories fill my head? Do you really think it’s fun thinking that maybe, just maybe, I’m not good enough for anyone? I’m sorry if I’m annoying you with the text messages. I’m sorry I can’t make you happy anymore. I’ll just walk out of your life now if that’s what you want. And I promise you, you won’t ever have to hear from me again.
I miss how I had a real smile on my face. How I no problems trusting people. How I had no drama with friends. How I can have a day without stressing and worrying about something. How I was close to all my friends and my parents. Now, the things I’ve been through, changed everything. I miss the old me.
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