I wrote this about a boy that I had grown to like but he didn't want a serious relationship and I was very emotional.
I told you a lot of important things about me, things that I haven't told a lot of people, and I wasn't scared to tell you not like I thought I would be. You listened to me, you asked me questions, I felt like you actually wanted to know which made me feel important. We talked allll summer break long and I was happy with you, a lot happier than I would've been without you. And although you listened to what I had going on you wouldn't tell me about you and we started to fall out, I didn't see it all that much in the beginning but the last day you talked to me you said that with your schoolwork, actual work, and working out I just didn't fit, I got too involved with you I don't know what I'm supposed to learn from this.
Looking back at it from a few days after I think I may have misinterpreted what you were saying, but what's done is done.
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Non-FictionI write things down when I don't want to forget what I was feeling at a certain time and place. I don't have to be happy or joyful to want to remember, sometimes I want to remember the pain, and the anger I've felt so I wrote it down I hope if you r...
