Tuesday, February 3, 2009
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I need you to understand something. I wrote this for you. I wrote this for you and only you. Everyone else who reads it, doesn’t get it. They may think they get it, but they don’t. This is the sign you’ve been looking for. You were meant to read these words.
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Thank you for caring about my happiness, I think you're the only one who cares and loves me enough to want that for me, aside from myself.
Thank you.
This made me cry. I don't know why, it's not your most profound post or anything, but it made me cry so hard, for the first time in a long while, and just, thank you, for making me cry.
Thank you so much.
and i'll reply that they do make me happy.
thank you for this.
But I really hope they make you miserable so you can stay up all night talking to me about it. How fucked up is that? I know I said that all I wanted was for you to be happy, but I didn't think I would be left out of that sentence.
So, yeah. I hope they make you happy. That's what I'll say. And it will be easier for everyone if I can say it convincingly.
Damn .....
I would mean it.
Continue with the story... does he come back to her?
They don't. Not as much as you would, if you'd just reach out.
As happy as one can be under the circumstances I suppose. I'd settle for complacency most days. Sometimes I don't think I even remember what happy means.
I love you.
I hope I make you happy.
Couldnt you be the one that stays and make me happy instead? Dont give up on me.
I
M
Still
By
Your
Side
Just
Open
Ur
Eyes!!!
I hope they make you happy too. :)
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