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clock Monday, June 24, 2013 - 10:53 PM
I'm sorry

It's funny how things can be all so lovey dovey one moment.... then a scary silence the next.

I'm sorry that I put a smiley face behind the "we broke up in the dream" sentence. It must have mislead u to thinking that I'm happy with this kind of thing that's bloody happening in my...... FUCKING DREAM.

Did you know I was waiting for your reply? I called you and u didn't pick up, fine. I was waiting for your message, for your call. We were supposed to watch Monsters University today, remember? How can you always, ALWAYS let me wait n wait n wait like a fucking idiot?

To think that I told my brother we were going to watch it together and my mom even said my bro's being a lightbulb. I have to fucking lie to him that u ain't coming over because you're going back to camp. Ya la ya la, I was wrong, but u didn't have to ignore me?

You always ignore me, always waiting till you're happy enough then you'll talk to me again. Honestly? I know you're having a rough patch in your life now, I don't understand your pain but I can feel half of it. I've felt it before and I know how it feels like, to desperately want someone you care for get better day by day. She will get better, have faith ok?

Honestly, I feel that it's stupid for us to be separated because of this. But oh well, what's done is done. I'll just have to get used to this emptiness again.

I'll miss you.