I’d wish she’d stop pretending like she doesn’t care because deep down inside I know she misses what we had the happiness and stuff…How do I know because I feel the same way too…sigh I dont know wish it didn’t end this way and that she could find her way back to me…
Honestly, I see how immature I was. I see how immature we both were. Wish things didn’t hafta end this way and that we could be at least friends. We’ve hurt each other too much and look at where we’re at now. We promised from the beginning that it won’t be like this. But the hottest love has the coldest ends. I just pray for your happiness and I hope everything goes well for you.
I don’t want people to matter to me too much. Sometimes it hurts too much to think about them. Ones you love who don’t love you, ones who are dead or hate you, ones who you think about but never get to be with. I like people ok but when I get too close, it fucks me up and I can’t get things done.
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| — | Henry Rollins, Smile, You’re Traveling (Black Coffee Blues Pt. 3) |
