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I have to let this out here. People have to hear me. It's too much....
[since I'm getting hooked on Grey's Anatomy like a lot of other people] Grey: How do you know when how much is too much? Too much too soon. Too much information. Too much fun. Too much love. Too much to ask... And when is it all just too much to bear?
The first time I met her, she was fun, friendly in a not-so-friendly-aura type of way, entertaining, funny, and nice. We became extremely close since then. We got together after a few months. We even hit the big ONE but realized then that we were getting to serious. We decided to break up. We dated others but after a lot of months, we dated again and this time, i did love her more than anyone can imagine but i was accepted in UCLA (astoundingly) so, I had to move to America. I didn't want to break up but she did. She wasn't sure of the idea of long distance with me (since i could be a major asshole too). We broke up, regretting saying "yes" to breaking up and trying the distance, and i moved to the other side of the world. Away from her and i felt like SHIT in the plane. I didn't know if crying was okay to do, i didn't know if cursing and shouting just ONCE would make me feel better... i didn't know shit. I didn't know FUCKING SHIT. After a month (i think), I heard that she was getting close to this guy she would talk about with me. I did get scared but i didn't allow it to eat me up. Next thing i heard, she had a new guy and i felt... like i was a failure. I didn't tell her this though. I didn't want her to know i was still in love with her but what stupid move was that? Days, Months passed and yeah, i did shit like continously telling her my feelings. When they would fight, i would tell her i'm the one. When they would break up, i'd be there. It came to a point where we said we were best friends and that was that. I didn't want that but that's what she wanted so i followed and it would be the best. I even TRIED being with DANS and that was so stupid of me but i did learn from it. It's been a year and 4 months and i've reached my breaking point. I can't take that you keep him. I can't take that HE'S THE ONE. I heard that you've let go of him... just recently. You... I've always been there... I'm walking away and i'm not there to catch you anymore. I'm sorry.
[since I'm getting hooked on Grey's Anatomy like a lot of other people] Grey: How do you know when how much is too much? Too much too soon. Too much information. Too much fun. Too much love. Too much to ask... And when is it all just too much to bear?
The first time I met her, she was fun, friendly in a not-so-friendly-aura type of way, entertaining, funny, and nice. We became extremely close since then. We got together after a few months. We even hit the big ONE but realized then that we were getting to serious. We decided to break up. We dated others but after a lot of months, we dated again and this time, i did love her more than anyone can imagine but i was accepted in UCLA (astoundingly) so, I had to move to America. I didn't want to break up but she did. She wasn't sure of the idea of long distance with me (since i could be a major asshole too). We broke up, regretting saying "yes" to breaking up and trying the distance, and i moved to the other side of the world. Away from her and i felt like SHIT in the plane. I didn't know if crying was okay to do, i didn't know if cursing and shouting just ONCE would make me feel better... i didn't know shit. I didn't know FUCKING SHIT. After a month (i think), I heard that she was getting close to this guy she would talk about with me. I did get scared but i didn't allow it to eat me up. Next thing i heard, she had a new guy and i felt... like i was a failure. I didn't tell her this though. I didn't want her to know i was still in love with her but what stupid move was that? Days, Months passed and yeah, i did shit like continously telling her my feelings. When they would fight, i would tell her i'm the one. When they would break up, i'd be there. It came to a point where we said we were best friends and that was that. I didn't want that but that's what she wanted so i followed and it would be the best. I even TRIED being with DANS and that was so stupid of me but i did learn from it. It's been a year and 4 months and i've reached my breaking point. I can't take that you keep him. I can't take that HE'S THE ONE. I heard that you've let go of him... just recently. You... I've always been there... I'm walking away and i'm not there to catch you anymore. I'm sorry.