Some sort of relief...
I wanted to message him again this morning but didn't... And out of the blue at 10:30 he sent me a text asking me how I'm doing and if I hate him... And that he never meant to hurt me
The last line made me cry... I told him I don't hate him and I don't
But the last line... It still makes me cry... The butterflies I had in my stomach each time I saw him, the way I looked at him, the way I held his hands...
That was love... And I was completely happy with him... And he got scared or whatever ... And whatever, and whatever...
I don't know why I cry when I think about the last sentence... I know he didn't mean to... But he did... I am hurt...
You can't show someone that you like them and suddenly say I don't think we are right for each other
The last line made me cry... I told him I don't hate him and I don't
But the last line... It still makes me cry... The butterflies I had in my stomach each time I saw him, the way I looked at him, the way I held his hands...
That was love... And I was completely happy with him... And he got scared or whatever ... And whatever, and whatever...
I don't know why I cry when I think about the last sentence... I know he didn't mean to... But he did... I am hurt...
You can't show someone that you like them and suddenly say I don't think we are right for each other
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