I feel so dead.
I just want to fucking CRY my stupid eyes out.
I want to know everything is okay,
I wanna know I'll see his face again.
I wanna know I'll hear his dumb voice when he's mad.
I wanna know I'll see him smiling when I say something dumb or wrong.
I wanna know I'll hear him laugh because he's a dork.
I wanna know that he'll never forget me....
and that I can feel the way I do when I'm with him isn't just made up..but real...guess I'll never find out...
how can this be.
I waited for so long. I've wanted to tell him how I feel and now he'll never know..and I'll be dieing here thinking of someone who probably doesn't care...
This hurts so bad. It's not even my fucking fault and yet I cant help but feel responsible for it all...I just want to drown myself in stupid depression..I want to soak it up as though It's candy on Halloween.
I just want to fucking CRY my stupid eyes out.
I want to know everything is okay,
I wanna know I'll see his face again.
I wanna know I'll hear his dumb voice when he's mad.
I wanna know I'll see him smiling when I say something dumb or wrong.
I wanna know I'll hear him laugh because he's a dork.
I wanna know that he'll never forget me....
and that I can feel the way I do when I'm with him isn't just made up..but real...guess I'll never find out...
how can this be.
I waited for so long. I've wanted to tell him how I feel and now he'll never know..and I'll be dieing here thinking of someone who probably doesn't care...
This hurts so bad. It's not even my fucking fault and yet I cant help but feel responsible for it all...I just want to drown myself in stupid depression..I want to soak it up as though It's candy on Halloween.
*tears falling down*
Never thought crying was so easy..and welcoming.
***
I miss him so much.
I miss talking
I miss hugging
I miss holding him and him holding me
I miss stealing his favorite spray and him getting mad and running after me
I miss sitting with him on the coach cuddling
I miss walking to his house
I miss seeing his smile
I miss walking by his side
I miss cooking with him
I miss the fact that I miss things we haven't done in a year.
and I miss the look in his eyes when he sees me.
***
Well...here it goes....
JOE......I.........Love.........You... T.T
goodbye.
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