Please go and read. Right now.

Sometimes we say goodbye to people we love without wanting to though, that doesn’t mean that we’ve stopped loving them or that we’ve stopped caring, its just sometimes saying goodbye

is a painful way of saying “i love you.”

I do love you, don’t you see it? don’t you understand you

are the love of my life? i cant leave you, but you are constantly leaving me. You walk away when you want, but the you come back when you want.
So, i’m asking you, if you don’t see a future for us, if your not in this, please just end it, because i cant. i’m in it. Put me out of my misery.

I believe the most difficult choice you will ever have to make is whether you should just move on, or hold on a little tighter. Moving on, and maybe you’ll loose a chance at the best thing that could ever happen or hold on and face the possibility of being the biggest disaster ever created. We used to talk about everything.
Now its impossible to have a decent conversation with you.

..People say that the bad memories cause the most pain but actually its the good ones
that drive you insane."

I’m mad at myself, not you. I’m mad for always being nice, always apologizing for things I didn’t do, for getting attached, for making you my life, depending on you, wasting my time on you, thinking about you, following you, changing for you, forgiving you, wishing for you, dreaming of you, and
most of all.. for not hating you which I know I should… but I can’t.

Lets be honest with ourselves.
Sometimes the hardest thing to do is to be happy for someone else. “You can do better and you deserve so much more,” I’ve heard the speech a trillion times. And even though I know it’s true, I don’t want better. I want you.
Let’s try to keep this simple because I hate having to write
massive entries. The thing is you’re unbelievably arrogant and ever since you’ve entered my life, it’s be chaotic. But, you’re also one of the best things that has happened to me. So, I guess you’re worth the lines in my journal.Whenever you feel a warm breeze brush against you, that’s the kiss I blew to you.

I thought that you were the one who made me feel complete. Then after awhile i realized, you were the one
making me feel empty all along. And sometimes i wonder who would actually miss me if i ran away and never came back. :)