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This is a letter I wrote this guy:
Dear Darrell,
How many times have i written a letter like this to you. i have written these words countless times, more than i care to count.I can't understand my feelings for you. I have also tried to get over your sorry ass but there is something about you that makes me like you. SOmething that makes me want to hold on even though I know that my feelings will never be returned. I just wish I knew. You willprobley never recieve this because I will not have the guts to send it to you. I wish we could sit down and talk about this but would I have the courage to do that? Would you even care or would you blow me off? Thre are songs that remind ne of you. There are little things that will happen durring the day that will remind me of you. Life seemed so simple before tehre was Darrell. I was fine until i went to your graduation or was I? Was I just hidding behind a maks of "happiness"? YOu amke me depressed. YOu make me want to cry. YOu make me want to scream. There have been nights I have cried myself to sleep because of you. I am sitting here at work right now about to brust into tears. I need someone to talk to. Someone who will understand, someone that won't judge me. People are smiling at me and I have to force one on my face. I can't cry now. Not here not now. Wrong place wrong time. The more time I sit alone the more time I think about that cute adorable face GRRRRR.................... Is this part of the healing process? I hate you but yet I love you.
Love and Hate ya,
April
Dear Darrell,
How many times have i written a letter like this to you. i have written these words countless times, more than i care to count.I can't understand my feelings for you. I have also tried to get over your sorry ass but there is something about you that makes me like you. SOmething that makes me want to hold on even though I know that my feelings will never be returned. I just wish I knew. You willprobley never recieve this because I will not have the guts to send it to you. I wish we could sit down and talk about this but would I have the courage to do that? Would you even care or would you blow me off? Thre are songs that remind ne of you. There are little things that will happen durring the day that will remind me of you. Life seemed so simple before tehre was Darrell. I was fine until i went to your graduation or was I? Was I just hidding behind a maks of "happiness"? YOu amke me depressed. YOu make me want to cry. YOu make me want to scream. There have been nights I have cried myself to sleep because of you. I am sitting here at work right now about to brust into tears. I need someone to talk to. Someone who will understand, someone that won't judge me. People are smiling at me and I have to force one on my face. I can't cry now. Not here not now. Wrong place wrong time. The more time I sit alone the more time I think about that cute adorable face GRRRRR.................... Is this part of the healing process? I hate you but yet I love you.
Love and Hate ya,
April