i took the risk
of visiting you yesterday. and i cried to you. i cried soo fucking much. that’s all i could do. cry. i’m sad. pathetic. i feel bad for myself because i’m stupid enough to let the person i love the most, go. i spilled it out for you. i layed all my cards on the table. you told me what i expected you to tell me. i expected myself to get hurt. i mentally prepared myself to get hurt. but the love i have for you defeats anything and everything getting in the way of finding myself back to us.
i cried, i begged, i pouted. you’re all i want in this entire world. and i’m fighting for you. for us. no matter how many times you shut me down, i’m going to keep trying. i know you want a friend out of me, and only a friend. so that’s what i’m going to be because being a friend is better than being nothing to you.
maybe one day i’ll stop trying.. that’s when you belong to someone else. but until then, you’re fair game.
everything and everything we’ve been through in our past results to this. i’m not going to let all of that go until then.. i’m not losing hope.
