Sorry but there is no one I'd give a second chance to. There's a reason why a person and I stopped talking and I'm not going to give a second chance to someone who I despise
I guess that's a lie at the same time. I gave a second chance to my crush, time after time. I guess it kind of depends on the situation and how much I want them apart of my life.
This bitch can hold a grudge. Man she's good. I kept a grudge on him for what, a year and half? And boy did we miss each other.
I suppose maybe someone. One in particular being an old friend, Austin. I'm still wondering what good you were to enter my life. This isn't a second chance I suppose. I don't really know.
Anyway, I remember in the early days of high school, you was in one of my lessons which I found strange since you are two years older than me. This girl I didn't like liked you, I never saw anything in you.
You started talking to me, we became good friends, really good friends in fact. A year went by, you was practically a brother figure. The term 'brother' isn't so good to use. Your best friends were like 'brothers' to you who started talking to me. At first I didn't see the harm to it - we all got on well. But then things got a little, 'messy'. I don't know exactly. Just one day there was like a switch on you that turned you into a prick. It's weird. Well it wasn't you. It was your friends. They were constantly harassing me and that's when I knew something wasn't right. I just stopped talking to, despite everything. I think the guys did it more for jealousy and since y'all were all leaving they didn't really care. Something deep inside me wanted to give you a second chance, but as we all know I can hold a grudge.
I'd see you in the hallway, out of college, everywhere. We'd blank each other.
Still, to this day I wonder what relevance you had to enter my life. You destroyed me. You destroyed Cody and me. It was a tough year. I fear it's going to be a repeat.
Shall I tell you the scariest thing? It's a year today. I didn't remember it out of choice, just one of my best friends birthday today.
It gets scarier. Yesterday I noticed how you wanted to speak to me. I saw you. You paced to my direction, stopped, took a glance then looked away.
Today. You came to me. My best friends decided to sit by you, idiots! I didn't know how to take it at first. They don't really know about 'me and you'. You said something to girl one. Girl two and I didn't quite catch it. Then I got up as it didn't feel right sitting by you. I got up, as did you. You stopped me. I was eating a fruit winder, that got stuck on my tooth. Awkward. You said hi. I was like stoned, I didn't know what to say. I just smiled. Then you asked how I was. That led to a brief conversation. Friends, I think.
Who knows what will happen now, maybe we will be able to become friends again without the guys getting involved.
Speaking to you reminded me of our old days.
I missed those days.
I miss you.
Maybe it's time to forget the past and know there's a future of friendship worth fighting for... a second chance.
Why do I always write long letters to people that have messed up with my mind?!
