Thursday, January 20, 2011

just a girl

Sometimes I think to myself: I don't think I'll find anyone else like you. It scares me and I want nothing more than to have you back. I secretly want your ex to flunk out of college or move away. If she's out of sight, she's out of mind. It's not fair. The things you said to me should make me never want to talk to you again. But I can't. You said you would marry her and yet you say you hate her. I wish I never felt this way with you. I wish that we never talked that night. That way I wouldn't have gone through this. You could have been the one, and even though we only dated for a month, I've never felt so comfortable with anyone else.

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