Alright, fair game, I'm hurt, but yea, we're still friends. I'm not going to say I'm not mortally stricken by the fact that I was just face planted into the floor by a girl that I thought loved me more then life itself. Naw, that wouldn't cause pain to any person. Why should it?
.. You wanted to know the reasons? -- Seriously.
Because your beautiful, because you treat me with respect, because I cant stop thinking about you, no mater the moment, no mater the day, no mater what instance it is, your on my mind. Because your eyes capture my soul, and you yourself captured my heart. You've never made fun of me, you've accepted my flaws, and hell, I personally think we make a good couple.
I'll fight for you. -- After all I've lived for you, and I promised once that I'd die for you.
We're friends. I said we would be, but don't think for one moment, that I'll ever forget that we weren't friends for a long long time, and that we shared what I thought was the same love.
Anyone who knows me knows that I don't often fight for what I want, and when I do, I get emotional, I get angry, and I sure as hell don't give up easily.
Eaither way, the shock right now is getting to my mind. Good night cruel fates, and let the morning prove to be a better day.





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"Friendship is certainly the finest balm for the pangs of disappointed love."
-Jane Austen (Northanger Abbey)
Hey wait a minute... I know you!
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Je t'aime et t'attend pour avoir l'illusion, de ne pas vivre seule.
Added you and Chanty to my Journal
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