I rearranged my room to how it was when we were together. It was the first thing i thought about. I could't really ignore it. But it still felt different at the same time. I realized that we are over and that we will probably not even get back together again.
I wonder if you write about me too. You don't like writing though or reading so i highly doubt it. I wonder if you listen to songs that remind you of me. I wonder if you still think about me. I wonder if you met someone new at your school.
I wonder if you think the same things about me.

YOU ARE READING
Hate letters to the one I love
RandomYou're taking up space in my diary. So I'll just write about you here.