#sadtext

[versionenproceso-diario]

[abismo-virtual]

lit, solo tú me derrites con un mensaje..

jaja😳🙈

[solitiudeandthoughts]

Somebody is going to love me like I loved him

This is the last message I’ll send you again.

I remember the first time I realize I was starting to like you. I assume that the joke did become part of my reality. Not only that, but I was so enthusiastic of being finally shipped to a guy that I thought it was cute, I mean everybody was doing, so I didn’t take your feeling in consideration. Months later I came to realize I really liked you, quite a lot. But unfortunately, I didn't come to realize that you didn't like me back. So when I told you how sorry I was for not caring about your feelings or your actions or your words. I suffered quite a lot. And now I’ve come to realize that I love you. But unfortunately, I never got to truthfully know you, so I know that am in love with someone that looks like you. Am in love with the idea of you.

Even writing this I still look at the time to see if I see an angel number to confirm that am doing the right thing or if am just being dramatic, and you actually like it. I tried to let you go for three years and still to this day I still think of you like that one who got away. And for that memory, I will forever love you. And if by some type of force, you get to read this, and you realize that this is you, I want you to know that I wish somebody would love me the way I love you.

This is one of the messages I was going to send him before Christmas. I didn’t send it to him because I knew nothing would change.

Hi Axel, I am going to be very honest with you: I have always liked you very much, and maybe my way of showing it was not to your liking and I understand that completely and that's why I am sorry. What I told you on the school trip was true, I was honest with you and I mean all the words I said. Every time I asked someone if you liked me they said no or that they didn't know, but I kept going because I had a lot of faith that you really liked me. And I'm sorry if I didn't listen to you or didn't measure up to you or made you feel bad. But I've always liked you. That night at Eclipse I was getting ready for you and I had the feeling that something had finally happened. I wrote to ____ asking him if you were going and he wrote me that he didn't know, that he didn't and that he did. But I knew you were coming. When we arrived I waited for you and looked for you. Someone told me that you didn't like me and that hurt me a lot. And then that happened and when it was over it hurt me a lot that you had seen me. I left early because I was so embarrassed that you had seen me. On Sunday I sent several voicemails to _____ crying and telling him the truth. That I screwed up and that there was nothing I could do about it and that I regretted it and that I couldn't change it. And unfortunately I can't change what happened and that's why I really don't feel much. At the end of all that I asked him for the last time if you liked me and he said no. Then I left him and went back to school. When we arrived I waited for you and looked for you. Someone told me that you didn't like me and that hurt me a lot. And then that happened and when it was over it hurt me a lot that you had seen me. I left early because I was so embarrassed that you had seen me. On Sunday I sent several voice mails to Omar crying and telling him the truth. That I screwed up and that there was nothing I could do about it and that I regretted it and that I couldn't change it. And unfortunately I can't change what happened and that's why I really don't feel much. At the end of all that I asked him for the last time if you liked me and he said no. Then I left him and went back to school. Then I left him and went back to school and pretended nothing happened. But I could give you the face of shame. Tuesday morning after you left our class, _____ told _____ that you wanted something with me at the party, but after he saw me with him, he took it away. And that really hurt me a lot. So basically I'm writing this to you so you know all this and know that I liked you from the beginning and I still like you. I am very sorry for all this and I hope that everything that has happened will be cleared up. I can't guess what you want, but I am writing this to finally say all this to you. You don't have to answer me now, but after this, if it ends like this I will stop trying, and it will be like nothing happened next year. But I just wanted you to know the truth from me.

This is the last time I’ll write to him or about him. And hopefully, I’ll let go of him in my mind and heart.

L.H Hepinstall

[dann-krip]

Hoy es uno de esos días, donde necesito de tus abrazos, donde tus besos me curaban el alma, donde tus manos limpiaban mis lágrimas, ¿porque no estas aquí?.

-dann-krip

[thelonelybreeze]

how if

---- i always wondering... how if my eyes are blue? how if i have blonde hair? or... how if i tell him about how much i love him before he left? ---- well, i might still be with him right now. sitting side by side. but i didn't i didn't do that. i didn't have that. either you...you also do not have it or did it. for whatever you always wondering in this life. No ! you have not.! ---- but Dear Darling, if you do not have it, it isn't meant to be yours if you didn't do it, it wasn't meant to be your time. ---- Darling, instead of thinking "how if...".... let's say we are grateful... for who we are, and what we've done. ---- because...believe me! Lord always knows... what best for us.

-quietluft

[versionenproceso-diario]

[mywinnertree]

Me: Hola ✓✓

Me: Cuanto tiempo...✓✓

Me: Recuerdas cuando nos cantabamos Addict with a pen? ✓✓

Me: Para reírnos y seguir queriéndonos cuando hacía tiempo que no hablabamos.✓✓

Me: Realmente te echo de menos. ✓✓

Me: Espero que todo te va bien ✓✓

Me: Extraño cuando nos convertimos en mejores amigos ✓✓

Me: Lo siento pero te sigo queriendo.✓✓

Me: *quereindo... recuerdas? ✓✓

"Crush" has blocked you.

Me: No, supongo que no lo recuerdas... ✓

[avrilarantza]

I hate being in a relationship

I hate being in a relationship.

I hate feeling broken every time we fight.

I hate wanting to fix everything with a kiss and a hug.

I hate knowing you are the one, because apparently we just can´t make it work.

I hate knowing that this is meant to last forever, but our own selves are making it last much more less than forever.

I hate that I care this much about you, cause I know the  instant you leave me I won’t be able to be myself again.

I hate to think about our future if we take separate ways.

I hate knowing that I shouldn’t depend on you this much, but I still do.

I hate that we are wasting our time together on this nonsense fights.

I hate to think about all this and not knowing if you are as worried as I am.

I hate having this kind of fellings about my best friend.

I hate knowing that nothing will ever be normal again between us.

I hate being this crazy about you.

I hate that everytime we get in a fight, we both forget how much we mean to each other.

I hate knowing that this is getting to an end, cause I know I’ll never find someone like you nor the feeling I get everytime I see you smiling at me, again.