To you:
I love you. I lied about forgetting you...I lied about not wanting to talk to you or see you. I miss your smile and your laugh, but most of all I miss being near you. Why do you just seemingly toss me aside? It seems that to you I meant nothing more than a friend to talk to. I'm not down playing a friendship merely stating that in reverse it takes more time than you were willing to give me. You hurt me in a way that I didn't think was possible so soon after it had just happend. You made me love you, trust you, and rely on you...and now? You're gone, possibly with someone else. You even told me you wanted to like someone else! My feelings were never spared by you and it makes me question your true feelings in the first place. Yet...I continue to think about calling you almost every day:\ I still love you and it won't go away. I hate you for that! *sigh*