I would've started this with a "hello" or an "i miss you" but it looks like it wouldn't really matter how i'd start this cause either way you'd still be reading this piece of crap im writing.Anyways, I've realized so many things these past few months and to sum it all up:
I wasn't in love with you.
I was lonely. I was sad. I wanted to cling on to something that would make me feel lesser than what i'm already feeling.
Maybe I was in love with the idea of this movie-like scene in my head or i just wanted somebody to miss me,
Truth is, I might have overreacted with the stuff I've said. No, i wont kiss you. No I don't love you that way.
Just no.
I know you're happy, and that's great and i dont wanna be selfish coming back into your life again and make you feel like shit
I'm a shitty friend. I lied to you. I lied a lot.
Hopefully you'd forgive me, if not then its okay, I could live with that.
I'm cutting it here.
I don't wanna be friends with you anymore i think
I'm not entirely sure but,
You don't need me.
You never did.
But i know for certain, that I needed you before.
But now not so much.
Get your life together you bitch, maybe then we'll meet up and talk about how shitty life WAS for the both of us.
See you ( soon )
I'm moving back to Manila for the next school year.
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A Week With Andrea
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