Feelings…

• Because your happiness is more important
• Because we’ll never be on the same page
• Because no matter what we’ll always fight
• Because no matter how many times we’ll say we’ll work on it we don’t.
• Because you still love her
• Because you still want her
• Because you don’t give the one person I cared for the most a chance
• Because I am just simply done.

Each day that goes by I grow more & more hurt. I care less as each time that goes by, with each fight we get into.

At least we can give ourselves credit that we tried. But we should both come to the realization that it will never work between us.
Maybe if it were different. The timing was different & I didn’t meet you while you were with her or there during the break up or pushed myself onto you. Maybe if things were different. Just different. But it’s not. We’re here, right now. And I cant find the courage to tell you this because it will only cause yet another fight between us & we’ll either both be upset or one more than the other. Im tired of fighting with you. Understand that. Understand this. We’re not going anywhere.

One Step Forward – Three Steps Back

So Now…

Not only do I not have an ex-girlfriend that I can say I have a good relationship with, but I don’t have a friend because the girl I like so fucking much cant see just how much I like her. How much I care about her only because each & every time her ex comes back into the picture it’s like she trips on her own two feet. Every single time. Where do I even fit in?

Feelings..

So currently Im feeling sort of lost. I feel like I am unable to write so typing works. Yet I cant post private things on tumblr, my friend will see it. I cant on facebook cause it’ll be seen there too & twitter only have a 140 word count & its not short enough.

And Well…

The girl she is sort of seeing sends her a text saying,

Yea. So you feel better nothing happened so you & your friend were wrong. Just saying

And she was speechless. Relief she felt as she kept looking at that text yet anger struck her only because she was talking to her ex who was making her feel worthless & uncared for. Answering back she sends a tude attached to the message to only recieve one back…

She thinks its what its called. Sitting on her bed starring into the night she lies awake thinking restlessly alone & cold. Deep within herself she knows she can trust her yet with the sudden distance between them not only in reality but in truth she cant help but feel as though she’s being cheated on. Wanting to cry she grabs ahold of her sheets pulling on them tightly, closer to her cheek sulking into her bed.