Have you ever been so lost?
Don’t know where you are located? Where you are going? What to say? Even what to think?

Yeah. I’m there right now- but like I said, I don’t know where I am.

One thing I know I know is that I’m not over you. Actually, I think I’m not over what we had. Like, we had it. We had it and it was almost perfect; so the part that gets me is that how could you give up on something like what we had?

Is it because we were almost there? Alllllmost in a relationship? Did that scare you? Does that scare you?

Well, you know what? I think you’re making a big mistake. I’m not her. I acknowledge she fucked you up about relationships. Guess what though; I’ll say it again.

I’ve got three words for you.
I’m. Not. Her.

And if you can tell me those two amazing weeks of us together, basically alone, cooking together, laughing together, creating so many inside jokes, telling secrets we haven’t told anyone else to one another, and you telling me you’ve loved me since that one night in Junior year, mean nothing now- then tell me.

You told me you loved me. Remember? I never questioned, brought up, or initiated such talk.

I shouldn’t ever have my heart key left in your back pocket. I’m not a back up.
I let that happen once. And I deserve more.

I’m amazing. I care about people; not only about myself as well as a hard-worker. I am smart despite my recurring lack of common sense. I can dish a joke as well as take a joke. I have been through a lot of shit and I somehow come through it. And, obviously, I love with all my heart; even when it might not be reciprocated.