martes, 4 de octubre de 2011

Letter to you, dearie

My love, maybe I was just mistaken, you hate me now. & I hope you don’t think I’m feeling like the victim, but it’s what I think. I guess.
Well, how I’ve been? I think I would say ‘very good, thank you’ but, do you want to know the truth?
Now and then, I turn really sad hate me because I’m a stalker, I usually see pictures of you and her, smiling and being happy. & I wonder; Are you? I think you really are, sorry for the question.
I’m really overwhelmed, because of the feeling that I got stuck on you, even when I want to get over you, I can’t. I fall down, rise & fall again.
Do you want to know a secret? Each time I sit in front of the computer I remember when we used to talk for hours, and now you’re not here. I don’t miss you, I’m just saying. So, I read the old conversations, the silly ones, the stupid ones, the caring ones, the last one. While reading them I listen to Untouchable a Taylor Swift’s song, sometimes I cry or laugh, or just smile wondering what would happened if I never told you that I liked you back, and love you. What do you think?
What would happened if that night you just stay quiet I didn’t told me you liked me.
Do you know what I remember the most, from all the conversations? When you told me you wanted to hug me. Maybe you just don’t remember it. Maybe I shouldn’t make you remember.
A friend of mine told me that you said you don’t like me, or even remember me. I hate to say this, but I believe it. You know, I wanted to give you a present for your birthday. I don’t know what to give you, because if you don’t like me now (as a friend) maybe you don’t want it. Or maybe you’ll going to hate the present, or maybe it wouldn’t be enough for you. So maybe it doesn’t worth it.
When I get to see you, I don’t know what to do, but smile (also shaking, get pale, and stutter, what a shame).  And when you smile, I swear you shine, and your eyes are so…shining, well, you shine brighter than the sun (I hope you don’t take this as a romantic saying. It’s only the truth with no second senses).
Even when all the words in this letter I put before, they are only a way to fill the space. I just wanted to say; thanks, you made me stronger and smarter, I won’t make the same mistakes I did.
I won’t love and care so much as I did, because it only hurts. Thank you, you made me stronger, maybe you think I understand Stronger wrong, because I gave you the wrong reasons, but I understand it more than anybody else. I stay strong.
Take care of you… be happy…

I'm losing what I don't deserve... ♪♫♪ Ohhhh... ♪♫