I really don’t think that I should like you.. I originally set out to just basically use you as a rebound, and just for other things.. But now you’re making it harder and harder to say that no, I don’t actually like like you to all of my friends..
My Rambling Thoughts
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Hi. My name is Sara. I live in Florida, >.> I write all of my poetry on here, and this is just the world, and how I see it. Some things may be disturbing, and some things may be cute. I'm not perfect, and I know I will never be. But that doesn't mean I'm comfortable with myself. Ask me anything?
*************************************************************************************************************Hi. My name is Sara. I live in Florida, >.> I write all of my poetry on here, and this is just the world, and how I see it. Some things may be disturbing, and some things may be cute. I'm not perfect, and I know I will never be. But that doesn't mean I'm comfortable with myself. Ask me anything?
Thank you all for your kind words.
I wish things could go back to how they were. To how we were. I wish I could take back what I said. I know I’ve apologized, and I wish I could be forgiven.. I miss having you in my life. You don’t know how much you actually meant to me.. I wish you could talk to me, or answer my messages. I’ll always be there for you. I’m sorry for being the fuck up that I am, and sabotaging every relationship I have. Whether it be friends, or loved ones. I’m sorry for being scared of being close to someone, and of being hurt. I’m so used to people walking away from me, or leaving me when I need them, or ignoring me when I need help, or am trying to. I get that you may not want to talk to me when you’re in a bad mood, but I can’t ever seem to stop myself from pestering anyways. I’m truly sorry. And I wish I could have you as my friend again. You mean a lot to me, even if it doesn’t seem like it. I miss how we were, and being able to hang with you on the weekends. You will always be my BFB. I just wish I could still be yours.
You should always forgive. <3
