Im so pathetic
Getting over you will be the hardest thing I'll ever have to do.
I hate feeling so dependant on you. You make my days the way they are; good bad happy sad...everything.
Im so damn dependant on you.
Sometimes I hope that there will be a miraculous shift in the universe and somehow some way your feelings will chemically be affected and you will gain those feelings for me you used to have.
I have little hope anymore but the few hope strings left are stronger than anything in the world.
I live off of our memories we have together. Right now they are all I have left. Without them I am completely empty. Hallow. They come back to me in random spurts usually when Im driving around listening to my emo CDs. Sometimes they are things I havent't thought about/remembered in months.
Today it was these three:
-After we made love for the first time ever, we layed in his bed and ate jello and watched football naked. He kept on "spilling" the jello onto our naked bodies in little globs then would insist they needed to be licked off, not picked up.
-When we used to get in and out of my car, he would open his door first then lock me out and make faces at me from inside while I would pound on the window and threaten to take him right home. He would unlock it then lock it back up before I could open the door. This usually happened when it was raining outside. Hard. Also when it was raining, the top of my car would be covered in water and he would use his hand to throw it at me and soak me. We would end up in huge water fights in the rain and get soaked.
Im sorry for my pathetic-ness. It honestly makes me sick.
Getting over you is harder than I ever imagined.
I hate feeling so dependant on you. You make my days the way they are; good bad happy sad...everything.
Im so damn dependant on you.
Sometimes I hope that there will be a miraculous shift in the universe and somehow some way your feelings will chemically be affected and you will gain those feelings for me you used to have.
I have little hope anymore but the few hope strings left are stronger than anything in the world.
I live off of our memories we have together. Right now they are all I have left. Without them I am completely empty. Hallow. They come back to me in random spurts usually when Im driving around listening to my emo CDs. Sometimes they are things I havent't thought about/remembered in months.
Today it was these three:
-After we made love for the first time ever, we layed in his bed and ate jello and watched football naked. He kept on "spilling" the jello onto our naked bodies in little globs then would insist they needed to be licked off, not picked up.
-When we used to get in and out of my car, he would open his door first then lock me out and make faces at me from inside while I would pound on the window and threaten to take him right home. He would unlock it then lock it back up before I could open the door. This usually happened when it was raining outside. Hard. Also when it was raining, the top of my car would be covered in water and he would use his hand to throw it at me and soak me. We would end up in huge water fights in the rain and get soaked.
Im sorry for my pathetic-ness. It honestly makes me sick.
Getting over you is harder than I ever imagined.