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Wednesday, February 2, 2011

I think what hurts the most is knowing i can’t turn to you right now. You’re more then well aware that this.. This is driving me insane. You know i can’t take it. You know i’m sitting at home waiting.. for you to return my calls. You know. You have to know, because i told you everything from what makes me seem so strong to what everyone knows that makes me weak. I need you and you know that. Before i met you things were fine, that part is true, but after i met you, after i knew you, after we got close.. You made my life better. You impacted me far more then i expected.

So things didn’t work out with us. So maybe it wasn’t mean to be. But that doesn’t mean you can shut me out over something so stupid. Trust me i know, i know sorry doesn’t fix what words were exchanged or. But i do mean it. I wish i could redo that night. You just don’t understand the feelings built up for you and to break every part of that down sucks.

as i hoped, i went to see you because honestly i miss you. I miss hanging out and seeing you everyday, it sucks knowing it will be weeks before i do see you. I know everyone is tired of hearing me talk about you but this whole thing is driving me up a wall. We talked everyday and i miss talking to you. I couldn’t hangout sunday… So i tried for weekdays to make up for it, yet i still bailed on you?. Really? Why is it that when i try to do the right thing i get fucked over and wind up being accused of the wrong thing? i guess i fuck up right?. Well i am sorry. I am soo sorry that i didn’t do enough for you, since clearly my efforts go without recognition or they weren’t good enough for you. I am sorry.