ph: Jovan Todorovic
For a year now, I haven’t been able to get you out of my head, and when I think I have, somehow thoughts of you come crawling right back in. I know it’s over and it has been, and I haven’t been genuinely happy since. Every morning I wake up after a dream that I so badly wish were true, and I don’t understand how you can’t love me back, or even how I can’t figure out how to trick my heart into hating you.
I’ve never been in love, but I think this is it. How could someone I care so much for and have so much in common with not realize that I was made for them?
I figure the sad thing about this situation is that you treat me like nothing, a stranger on the street, but in a second I would run right back into your arms. It’s because I love you, I LOVE YOU.
When we were together you said it back, I don’t think you realized how much I meant it and how little you did. Because we’re young, and reckless, we don’t have a care in the world, except I cared about you. And I still do, and I still will tomorrow and the next day.
I may be pathetic and sad. Not strong enough to move on, but I don’t want to be.
If you love someone don’t let them go, be selfish and fight for them, because if you don’t try you’ll regret never knowing, and you’ll fall asleep every night wondering.
I love you.
Love,
K
