I love you.
You have a nice everydamnthing.
You make me feel so many things at the same time sometimes.
You should know that i'm always here for you.
Someday I will be better.
You + me = whateveritisthatweareactually.
If I saw you now I'd let you in.
I want to call and talk to you you.
I would build a time machine just for you.
If I could sing you any song it would be the same ones in the CD i gave you.
We could lie, laugh and watch Sherlyn bang into sliding doors AGAIN under the stars.
Love,
jasmin
(P.S. i miss everyone and tau hauy nights.)
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Dearest Jasmin,
I love you. I love you so much it hurts me incredibly inside when I hear you tell me things like you want me to move on and that you don't love me anymore.
You have a nice sense of humor, though you can be really lame sometimes. I adore you when you do all those sweet stuff for me, and remembering what you used to do makes me miss you so much that it hurts so bad, sometimes.
You make me wish every single moment of my life that we were still together. Because I was happy with you then, despite the fights we had. I loved you, and you loved me. We loved each other. And that was extremely beautiful.
You should stop messing with me and playing with my feelings, with my heart. Stop telling me you love me one second, that you can't stop thinking about me the next, and then tell me that I need to move on, that I need to start seeing someone new. It's not fair to me. I still love you, and you're just pushing me away, and pulling me back.
Someday I will stop crying over you.
You + me = A beautiful memory of what was. A sad memory of what is. A disappointing memory of what could have been, because it won't happen anymore.
If I saw you now I'd either hold you close or walk away and never look back.
I want to spend my lifetime loving you.. but that's not what you want me to do.
I would build a wall around my heart just for you.
If I could sing you any song it would be 'nothing lasts forever' by maroon 5, or unforgettable by nat king cole; because that's what you are..
We could laugh, lie, chat, love and sleep under the stars.
Love,
jess.
(P.S. i dont know what to do with you anymore. One second you say you want me, the next you don't. One second you say "it wasn't the end for me" the next you say "it can't happen anymore." You tell me you love me, then you say you don't. You say I need to let go, you tell me you haven't let go yet. You say I'm pressure to you, then you say you're pressure on yourself. You say it's me, then you say it was never me; always you. )
One thing still stands.
I still love you. Despite everything.
I shouldn't, though.
It hurts. It's like a knife. I'm stabbed, and the knife is still hanging there. And I know the cure is to yank the damn thing out. But I don't want to bleed and die.
I want to call and talk to you you.
I would build a time machine just for you.
If I could sing you any song it would be the same ones in the CD i gave you.
We could lie, laugh and watch Sherlyn bang into sliding doors AGAIN under the stars.
Love,
jasmin
(P.S. i miss everyone and tau hauy nights.)
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Dearest Jasmin,
I love you. I love you so much it hurts me incredibly inside when I hear you tell me things like you want me to move on and that you don't love me anymore.
You have a nice sense of humor, though you can be really lame sometimes. I adore you when you do all those sweet stuff for me, and remembering what you used to do makes me miss you so much that it hurts so bad, sometimes.
You make me wish every single moment of my life that we were still together. Because I was happy with you then, despite the fights we had. I loved you, and you loved me. We loved each other. And that was extremely beautiful.
You should stop messing with me and playing with my feelings, with my heart. Stop telling me you love me one second, that you can't stop thinking about me the next, and then tell me that I need to move on, that I need to start seeing someone new. It's not fair to me. I still love you, and you're just pushing me away, and pulling me back.
Someday I will stop crying over you.
You + me = A beautiful memory of what was. A sad memory of what is. A disappointing memory of what could have been, because it won't happen anymore.
If I saw you now I'd either hold you close or walk away and never look back.
I want to spend my lifetime loving you.. but that's not what you want me to do.
I would build a wall around my heart just for you.
If I could sing you any song it would be 'nothing lasts forever' by maroon 5, or unforgettable by nat king cole; because that's what you are..
We could laugh, lie, chat, love and sleep under the stars.
Love,
jess.
(P.S. i dont know what to do with you anymore. One second you say you want me, the next you don't. One second you say "it wasn't the end for me" the next you say "it can't happen anymore." You tell me you love me, then you say you don't. You say I need to let go, you tell me you haven't let go yet. You say I'm pressure to you, then you say you're pressure on yourself. You say it's me, then you say it was never me; always you. )
One thing still stands.
I still love you. Despite everything.
I shouldn't, though.
It hurts. It's like a knife. I'm stabbed, and the knife is still hanging there. And I know the cure is to yank the damn thing out. But I don't want to bleed and die.
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