Depression sucks.

Drunk nights-long fights.

We talked for three days.
September 2nd,3rd, and 4th.
Before then we haven't talked for at least a month, because that was when you left me.

Now I'll admit, it wasn't very easy. Going through the day with out you saying you love me, staring at a blank phone crying--

-breath in, breathe out-

But that night, the night you agreed to skype me, something changed in you.. The old samantha I knew came back for a spit second when you kissed me through the screen and said "I love you".

Could I have been dreaming? To this day I'm still confused, you told me you loved me again...she told me she loved me again.

This went on for like I said, about three days, and on the third day you called, we talked for a while and you kept saying you loved me, kept kissing me through the phone, kept calling me beautiful, giving me all of this attention and phone sex.
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You got off the phone right after that...that night.
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I texted you "I love you goodnight"
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You never responded back and I was confused... Do I look like a toy to you?
-recently we talked and I asked if you meant the things you said and you had no clue what I was talking about.. I didn't understand, confused again I was. I told you about what happened and you told me "oh..."
You said;
"Oh, I was drunk those nights.."
I felt my heart drop into the pit of my stomach, you mean to tell me people only love me when they are drunk?

So you didn't mean anything that was said? I ask you about your new boyfriend too that night, you said you didn't care about him, that you wanted me, that you missed me.

Do you really miss me?

The real fucked up thing is that people don't just say things they don't mean when they're drunk. People say things they thought about saying before but never had the guts, when you drink your decision's to say something gets blurred so you blurt out the first things that comes to mind.

I asked you if you could ever love me again...
Can you ever love me again?