Just a little something to remind me of the memories If you asked me how I feel about you. How I truly feel deep down inside. If I had to… I would tell you this:
We barely catch each other’s eyes, but when we do, it makes me feel insecure, just from that quick little glance. I wonder if you think the same thing I do. I wonder if you miss me and still love me. I wonder if you wish things turned out differently. I know I do. It tears me inside every time I see you and her together. As much as I long for you to be with me, I hope that you are happy. I just want to see you smile. Every time I get just a glimpse of you, it brings back memories that I’m desperately trying to forget. I remember the first time you told me you loved me, the first time we kissed. I remember how it felt to be in your arms. I loved the good times we had together; laughing and joking. But I hated the bad. All of your arguing, crying, jealousy, and silent treatment were so hard to handle. I cried my self to sleep almost every night. I know that the way we began was a mistake. But it was a mistake that turned into a beautiful nightmare. As much as I truly loved you and would have given you my soul if you asked, I knew that we weren’t meant to be together. I knew it but I didn’t care. I wanted you and I thought I needed you, but I was wrong.
It has been a couple months since you and I have spoken, and I have moved on to some one that is better compatibility wise. So if you asked me how I truly feel about you, I would say that I still love you, and probably always will, and I wish you nothing but the
best.
Just a little something to remind me of the memories
If you asked me how I feel about you. How I truly feel deep down inside. If I had to… I would tell you this:
We barely catch each other’s eyes, but when we do, it makes me feel insecure, just from that quick little glance. I wonder if you think the same thing I do. I wonder if you miss me and still love me. I wonder if you wish things turned out differently. I know I do. It tears me inside every time I see you and her together. As much as I long for you to be with me, I hope that you are happy. I just want to see you smile. Every time I get just a glimpse of you, it brings back memories that I’m desperately trying to forget. I remember the first time you told me you loved me, the first time we kissed. I remember how it felt to be in your arms. I loved the good times we had together; laughing and joking. But I hated the bad. All of your arguing, crying, jealousy, and silent treatment were so hard to handle. I cried my self to sleep almost every night. I know that the way we began was a mistake. But it was a mistake that turned into a beautiful nightmare. As much as I truly loved you and would have given you my soul if you asked, I knew that we weren’t meant to be together. I knew it but I didn’t care. I wanted you and I thought I needed you, but I was wrong.
It has been a couple months since you and I have spoken, and I have moved on to some one that is better compatibility wise. So if you asked me how I truly feel about you, I would say that I still love you, and probably always will, and I wish you nothing but the
best.