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today, at work, Ashleys *fiance* came to see her at work so they could eat lunch together. It made me happy to see them so happy, so in love....she has her future set for her, she's lucky.
while i was packing, i ran across a note, neatly packed away in a box under my bed.
The note had a chocolate kiss with it, and on a closer look i noticed that on the paper that says "kisses", "kishes" was written over it.
I knew who had done it, i didn't even have to open the note.
and then i thought, I had my future set, i was happy, i was in love. But i was scared, and pushed it away. It's gone and im still pushing.
it's like, i won't stop until im sure he hates me, so i dont' have to be scared of him loving me again, and hurting me.
that's why i did it, out of my own selfiness, and fear of being hurt, so i hurt him instead. and he NEVER hurt me. it was my natural reaction to be scared of being hurt, cause ive always been hurt.
while i was packing, i ran across a note, neatly packed away in a box under my bed.
The note had a chocolate kiss with it, and on a closer look i noticed that on the paper that says "kisses", "kishes" was written over it.
I knew who had done it, i didn't even have to open the note.
and then i thought, I had my future set, i was happy, i was in love. But i was scared, and pushed it away. It's gone and im still pushing.
it's like, i won't stop until im sure he hates me, so i dont' have to be scared of him loving me again, and hurting me.
that's why i did it, out of my own selfiness, and fear of being hurt, so i hurt him instead. and he NEVER hurt me. it was my natural reaction to be scared of being hurt, cause ive always been hurt.