• You know, before your "girlfriend" you had me?
    The kid that really liked you.
    And, you ignored me...or atleast...well...yah.
    I tried hinting that I liked you when I told you we had SO much in common.
    But now we're torn and frayed.
    Dead and tattered.
    Thrashed.
    She was the reason we fought,
    and why we don't talk.
    She is the reason I can't tell you the song I sing for you.
    She is the reason why we can't love.
    I wish we could still be friends.
    Share hellos.
    Share good-byes.
    Share memories.
    Share no lies.
    I wish we could still talk, like we did before.
    Like when I thought you were an awesome friend,
    and wondering how you felt on the other end.
    What about me?
    Can we still be friends or do we have to pave hell till death?
    I read your journal and it said you missed someone and you had thrown people away and you felt really bad and you were alone.
    Whould that by any chance be referring to me?
    If it is, I just want to say sorry.
    Either way, I'm sorry.
    I have no sympathy for you.
    No band-aid on your misery.
    Just saying that I feel bad.
    Also, that time I gave you almost ALL my info (like where I lived, my full name, yada-yada) you never sent me anything about yourself back.
    So, I won't really FORGIVE what you had done and said till you tell me about yourself.
    I won't forgive you until YOU forgive me.
    I just wanted to get to know you.
    And I still do.
    I'm just over you.