Wednesday, March 10, 2010
i can't help but to feel like shit everytime i read your blog and it's about me.
i'm sorry.
i've known you since we were in sec 3, gonna be three years, three long years.
you were always the first, the one i had whenever i needed someone.
i don't know what to type here, so it probably won't make any sense.
i've been cruel,heartless,oblivious to your presence. in short, i was a bastard.
i was wrong.
we've both moved on, or so i think we have, but i can't help that everytime i think of Val, i think of you.
it's unfair to you that i'm righting my wrongs only now, with her. again,i'm sorry.
whatever.
honestly, i miss having you around, someone to hug,call and text almost anytime of the day,meet every other night and have macs.
i miss our first anniversary together, spending under your block.
i'm tearing now,
and i miss you, Rosy.
i'm sorry.
i've known you since we were in sec 3, gonna be three years, three long years.
you were always the first, the one i had whenever i needed someone.
i don't know what to type here, so it probably won't make any sense.
i've been cruel,heartless,oblivious to your presence. in short, i was a bastard.
i was wrong.
we've both moved on, or so i think we have, but i can't help that everytime i think of Val, i think of you.
it's unfair to you that i'm righting my wrongs only now, with her. again,i'm sorry.
whatever.
honestly, i miss having you around, someone to hug,call and text almost anytime of the day,meet every other night and have macs.
i miss our first anniversary together, spending under your block.
i'm tearing now,
and i miss you, Rosy.
Uneasy Hearts Weigh The Most. 1:15 AM.