Candid Heartstrings

💔Missing The Goners 💔 the first person 🧡

No poems

just going to pour my feelings out in words.... I am crying rn... and this is the least read book by all

And i dont want to talk about it at all please. Nothing happened... just fake scenarios with headset on.

Here goes nothing

I told you this book will have some emotions precious to me. Here that goes

I don't know where to begin, or how I'll pour my emotions out... I have no clue

**puts her headset on, turns out the lights and locks the door**

Well... if not now then when?

That's it, today is it

i thought about writing a letter but...

apparently my little brother cant tolerate the gate closed ;-;

so here are mindless scribblings. Enjoy or not idk n idc anymore

It's been so long

So long I buried them inside me, those words I never said, the chances I never took. That hope that I cling on, the hope that I forever lost

I am all alone really. There are people, my friends in background, but I won't let them in. Because I can't trust anymore.... I can't love anymore without fearing that

Their love would never match mine

I always have this constant fear inside which chokes me

I can't let myself truly care, but I slip all the time. All the time....

They mean more to me than maybe how I mean to them....

But that's not what it's about.

I'll start with you. The guy I was or still am in love with.

I view love as something hopeless now. For me it is, we couldn't ever possibly meet.

It's been 10years.... 10 years since I last saw you, hear your voice, saw you smile, saw your ever so happy grin. Your mere presence was bliss for me. I still remember you... and i forever will....

But the Question is?

Do you remember me? I miss you.... and which is exactly why I hate missing people....I love you...

I wish i could have told that to you when you were about to leave. but it's too late now

we could never meet again... I tried to cling to the hope. I remember how we first met. A stupid general grocery open store. I saw you, our eyes met

It's real, I could feel something spark in me, and maybe you felt that too...A spark of familiarity.

I was promoted to 2nd grade dude.  THE SCHOOL DIDNT EVEN BEGIN

and i fell in love with u there and then. I advanced you, with a stupid smile on my face, hands waving in the air as i ran across to come to you. You were taken back, nervous, agreed to anything I said. I thought we knew each other, that we were old classmates maybe. I remember u told me otherwise but i didn't listen

I was so obnoxious....But that's how it began...

we got close, i would introduce to the limited number of my friends, saying we used to be old classmates, grabbing your hand and dragging you along with excited giggles. So childish.