What the fucks the point anymore?

I loved you

I loved her. The beautiful girl. I first met her on the bus. I had a crush on her brother, or so she thought. I honestly didn't I just wanted to get closer to her. She was a year younger. I loved her.

I loved her. She hated herself. Never took my compliments. Never took my gestures of care. I played the best friend role. I didn't like that role. I loved her.

I loved her. She was everything different and the same at once and I loved it. I loved her from her short dyed hair to her eyeliner that got all over her eyelids and her ripped jeans that she thought were awesome and they honestly were. I loved her.

I loved her. She was the reason I got out of bed on the worst of days. She was my sunshine on even the gloomiest of days. She was the morning light that gave me hope in the world. I loved her.

I loved her. I watched her smile fade and I knew it was all my fault. She had confessed everything I was afraid too. I had a boyfriend. Someone I loved as well. But I fucking loved her damn it.

I loved her. I confessed back but I was stuck. I couldn't do anything in my situation. But I loved her.

I loved her. I didn't get to say goodbye. I couldn't say goodbye. It hurt me too badly. But it hurt her to not get a goodbye. Now she probably hates me. I love her.

I loved her. But I had to say goodbye to her today. Maybe she'll come back to me someday. But for now she's gone. And I doubt she'd come back. I loved her.

I loved her. But this has to be goodbye my dear. I'll go on another day. So will you. Keep your head held high and please don't be mad. Don't let them see you cry babe. It's not worth it. Just remember I love you from your short blonde hair to your ptv jacket and cute shirts. To your ripped jeans and your shoes too. Your smugged eyeliner was adorable and I will miss it dearly. And I feel like you'll never read this but I love you dearly my darling. So this is

goodbye.