I hate that I'm so vulnerable to you. I hate that I love you. I hate that no matter what I do I can't get you out of my head. I hate how you make me feel, alone, distant, unwanted, when I remember you used to make me feel happy, loved, cherished even. I hate that I can't tell you how I feel because we aren't old enough. I hate that I can't run away with you and never look back. I hate that we are trapped by adults. I hate that we aren't going to be in the same place next year. That's going to break me. I love seeing your stupid face. I love catching glimpses of you as I sit at my lunch table. That's not going to happen anymore. I'm not going to see you anymore. You're not going to be there anymore. I want you to be there. I want to see you. But I wont. You wont be there. I hate that. I hate it hate it hate it. I hate hurting. I hate how you hurt me. I hate that I still want you after you hurt me. I hate it but I want you to take me back. I hate that you don't want to love me. I want you to love me. Please fucking love me. I want you to love me like I love you. It's not fair. I love you. I love you so god damn much. But you still wont love me. I don't know what I have to do, please tell me, I'm willing to do it.
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Don't make me say bye - on hiatus
RomanceA short story letter thing for the guy I still love but can't tell. I thought I'd upload it in case someday he finds it though he doesn't use this site so he probably never will. And even if he did he doesn't love me back and reading this won't chan...
