Unspoken

8th

Dear Keane,

"I like her. I really, really, REALLY, like her, you know?"

As you utter those words, my heart just shattered into millions and millions of pieces. Well, what can I do but tell you to be positive and that you should try to pursue her. Oh, what do you want me to say? That she doesn't feel the same and quit it...and just likeme instead? I guess not. What a dum question for me to even ask you for that. Oh, I'm not desperate, okay?

I have feelings for you. Isn't it obvious? Ha! As if you'd bother to actually assess what I feel about you, when you're too busy with her. I guess I better stop now. I should really stop loving you from now, since you've confirmed it to me, that you're so into her.

"Guess I let you get the best of me. Well I never saw it coming, I should've started running, a long long time ago."

Oh fuck you, Daughtry for singing those lines. Those lines that were so appropriate for me.

I knew it from the start, that I have no chance of getting in your heart. But how stubborn of me to even try, if fromthe start, I knew how painful this would be.

Always,
Maria