- dear r,
i like you.
liking you is weird, especially since you and everyone
else doesn't know about it so i'm just in my room, min
ding my own business, wondering if it's fake or real or
if i'm just forced to believe i like you.
i get bored easily so i try to talk to you a lot. when yo
u don't reply right away it upset me even though i ma
ke jokes or go like "excuse me don't ditch me" but the
second when you don't reply right away i just simply s
tart to believe that you don't want to talk to me, so i l
eave you alone.
if you do something stupid, anything really, big or sma
ll, anything minor, my feelings will immediately turn o
ff. but you don't do anything stupid and it hurts to thin
k that these feelings may never end.
but here i am, april 27th and i'm 83 journal pages deep,
and i've had many, many restless nights, normally venti
ng in my journal, because your still always in the crook
of my thoughts.
you would think by now i'd just stop liking people. i kno
w how it ends. it always ends the same, in heartbreak. i
ts all the same. it all ends the same. and, i've grown use
d to it. every time i develop one of these weird feelings
, i can never stop myself from the obvious. i'm okay with
it though, it's always a constant let down that's never g
oing to end.
we spend our afternoons talking to each other, venting
to each other. we eventually became best friends and
now we've known each other for around a year, maybe
more.
maybe i'm lucky this time, maybe i'm not. i guess i'll just
find out after i admit that i have feelings. but recently i'
ve started thinking, that maybe your just like everyone e
lse.
xxxxyour 'friend',
xxxxxx- jadyn
