I miss you so much.......
I hate that I find myself thinking wow Michael would love this, He would find this so funny. I hate that I get out of class and have some kind of big good news and want so badly to tell him. Every fiber of my being wants to talk to him, every fiber of my being says that this situation between us isn't right. This isn't, no! I know he says he doesn't but I still feel just how mad he is how much he hates everything about me. I know that I'll never be good enough for him ever again, I know that he'll never trust me ever again. I just want to stop crying every time I think about him, which is all of the time. I just hate my life. That's not true, I just hate myself.