What was the point of all of this...what was the point of making me fall for you ...what was the point of talking to you everyday...why did you just stop...stop talking to me out of no where..why didn't you tell me this before instead of leaving me in the dark and seeming more pathetic sending you stupid memes ...I understand why but why now ...why right after I had just seen you...are you gunna wait for me...when its the right time...or will it be too late for us....why now ..what is so different from now and then...yeah you met me the wrong time
Do u even like me I believe I like you more than you like me cause if u liked me more than I liked you ...you would have still talked to me..and tried to work it out...did you know we have been talking every day since Feb.1 and the last day was march 18 ....you don't realize it but you are my Lil escape from my world.you make me feel like if I'm actually next to u and I enjoyed talking to you..do u know how much you mean to me now...when we first started talking I didn't think it was serious I thought you were just like every other man just wanted something but when we starting talking and I found out we had a few things in common and we got to know each other and I think you started to like like me and how we both had the same interest and when you started showing me some of things you liked and I started to show you alil about me and you liked it.....maybe I shouldnt not have mentioned that its the wrong time for us cause it made you think..I'm sorry I'm being pitiful but you know what I am sad rn cause a guy that I've been talking to no longer wants anything to do with me now and I'm not the most boring person ever ...I'm great ...Im great ...I'm sad...I miss u .....idk why. I know I shouldn't but I do .....you know.u got to know me and a lot of ppl wouldn't do that...u remember certain things about me and idk I thinks that is so sweet ...good bye cause tomorrow I have school 3-29 .....you are still gunna be friend hopefully
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Philosophy Of A Teenager Loser
PoesíaThis isn't for anyone to like just how I feel or felt about someone