maybe... maybe not
maybe ill go visit him... rekindle our friendship. and nothing else. im afraid that if i go down there, thats not the only thing that will rekindle.i do love him. but thats not the point. do i lov e him still? i haven't even thought about him in so long that im not even sure anymore... its a sign. i feel sick thinking about it. i miss him. his company. his kiss. his love. his friendship... that more than anything. its just easier to stop talking to him. ignore him. im a horrible person, i know. im just not strong enough. i never have been. people just think i am because i don't talk about it, i don't like letting people see me cry. if i let you see me breakdown, i trust you. other times i just lock myself in a room, turn off the lights, and cry. silence is a better therapist than any person could ever be. breathe. why do i have to tell myself to breathe? it makes me stop. i need to stop sometimes. im sorry i fell in love. into you. . i didn't mean to, i promise. im sorry. don't resent me for it.