So, we've been broken up for a few weeks now but i still miss him like crazy. Is this what it feels like to have a broken heart? If it is then i never want to fall in love. Ever. I almost told him those 3 words...almost...
I still see him every day, which is good and bad. Depends which way you look at it. It's bad because he picks fights with me all the time now. The littlest things. Pointless things. Remember in elementary school, when the boy fights with you it meant he likes you? I just keep wishing we're in grade school still...Maybe that's it? Maybe he's still not over me either? I still feel so much for him. I couldn't ever hate him. Hate's too strong of a word.
But then i think of all the good times we have had together. The random silly string fight in the mall parking lot. Evacuating our friends car because someone set off of stink bomb in it. Cuddling up in the car because everyone else wanted to play freeze out. Holding hands under his jacket we were using as a blanket. His, mine, our first kiss to E.T. by Katy Perry.Yeah. Immature fun, but it still makes all the best memories.
The first guy over to my house. My first kiss. I've liked him for 4 years... 4 years and it all comes down to this. I cant decide if those years were a waste of my time or just time building up to the best times in my life. I guess life deals you some crazy cards sometimes.
I just want to touch him, to prove that he's still there because in a few months, he wont be here. He's moving...hundreds of miles away....hours and hours away...So back to where i said i cant decide if all these years were a waste of my time....It's all been built up then the climax of us being together and the downfall of us breaking up. Was it all worth it? I guess it'll only make me stronger, right?
Just to be with you has given me the best day of my life - Dido "Thank You"
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