Dear ______,
I've had a question for a while. What are we? Are we friends or enemies? Sometimes we laugh and joke and are generally the best of friends. Then you hate me. But I don't hate you. I just want to be normal friends. I don't know why you don't let me speak. If you would we could work it out. But you don't talk about it. Tell me why? Tell me what we are? Because I certainly don't know.
From,
Itisjustme
YOU ARE READING
I....
RandomI love you... I hate you ... I want you... But you don't know. Honestly do I?