Milk and Cookies

honeysuckle

-unrequited love. that was a case i would probably never get out of. i loved him, and he knew it, yet he still ignored me.
        23 read texts and 14 missed phonecalls. he didnt care. he thought i was clingy. he couldnt stand talking to me.
       but he made me happy. so happy that when he saw my story, i giggled with joy. he didnt understand.
       he answered my bestfriends texts. he laughed at her jokes and sent her some "hello"s of his own. this hurt me so much. because i knew he hated me simply because im me.
      i tried sending him a simple text, "hey." the only trace of him was "read 11:47 pm."
      one hour, two hours, three hours go by. no reply.
    i. love. him.
he makes me so damn happy. i wish he could understand that.
  he makes me so damn mad. he doesnt know it, but he does.
     he makes me so damn upset. i wish he would at least tell me how he feels about me.

i wish he knew about how much he kills me inside.

i wish he knew about the late nights i spend thinking about him. always on the verge of tears.
why. why does it have to be this way.
i love him, he doesnt understand. he doesnt know that he breaks my heart and heals it at the same time.

i wish he knew that i cry myself to sleep eachnight.

i wish he knew.