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Everything isn't as easy as it seems
I lived in a world full of hate, love, and surprising friendship. I know only to let it be twisted into my own hands fate. Can I fix what was broken? Do I need to be encouraged by the thought of loving you more everyday. The pain I feel is just simply complicated. All I know I want to be friends with you, nothing more. You make everything seem so easy but when it is complicated and stubborn when I can not find anything to say but to bring up my thoughts. I need to know you care that I did everything I did for a reason. Your just a factor in my life that can not go away. You’ll be stuck in my head, but not forever in my mind. You are my weakness.
As most people feel like love is their weakness. I come to my own conclusions that speaking, to you will give me something I can not explain. I explained it simple you certainly took it well. She only knew how I felt because I have trusted her with my judgement. My mind is clouded around..everything but myself. I can not think, sleep, or even begin to write my book. What can I do to make the ‘feelings’ go away? The feelings that I have are hard to let go. I need to be at peace but unfortunately I can not be. I feel like I am emotionally drained by everything that has happened. The only thing that is racing is the time. I know what I need, must do: let go of you. I believe I met you for a reason and that reason is unexplained. I need to let you go, and face the facts that I need to stick with. Everything was for a purpose. I don’t take anything back, I regret nothing. When it’s over I’ll be definitely out of your way. I promise. I am haunting myself with everything that is getting written down. I know I can not keep this up for a long time in fact: This needs to be stopped. Can you heal a part of me that is lost? What comes next, in sight is out of the question. I just know I still have what I have for you. I always ‘skipped out’ on you. Why? I was afraid you would find out, sure enough you did. I know you don’t care, and neither should I. Right? Wrong. I do care so it means to much to me. I told you you meant something to me. I did not once what it was that you meant to me. I did not make that clear. That is why everything is like that now such a confliction.