We were doing fine.
We talked and talked.
We told each other we loved each other.
We hung out all the time on Fridays.
Or even after your volleyball games.
We were doing fine.
We were happy with each other.
Oct 3, 2016. You took my first kiss.
I felt happy but so uneasy.
My friends were happy.
Yet my depression started to grow.
I always seemed to get mad.
Yet we were still doing fine.
You accepted me being mad.
You always questioned why I was depressed.
You were never supposed to question it in the first place.
Even so we were still doing fine.
YOU ARE READING
I loved you, yet what went wrong?
CasualeIdk I'm just really depressive.. and have no where else to put my feelings lmao... And I kinda also just decided to put down how my life was for future me to see how damn hurt I am/was LOOOOL. NOTE: This is all in September of 2016 to March of 2017...
