"If the girl had been worth having she’d have waited for you?’ ..’No, sir, the girl really worth having won’t wait for anybody.’"
It feels like my hearts dropped down to my stomach and I really don’t know why.. But it’s a terrible feeling and I wish it would go away. I hate you for making me feel this way, but I hate myself more for letting you make me feel this way..
"No matter how careful you are, there’s going to be the sense you missed something, the collapsed feeling under your skin that you didn’t experience it all. There’s that fallen heart feeling that you rushed right through the moments where you should’ve been paying attention.
Well, get used to that feeling. That’s how your whole life will feel some day."
My world no longer revolves around you.
You can’t just call me and tell me you’re on your way. Show up at my door step and expect me to be ready to do whatever you want. You can’t expect me to drop shit for you. You broke up with me, remember? I’m no longer here to try and make you happy. I have shit to do. And unfortunately, you’re not part of those plans. If I have time, fine. But I’m not going out of my way to make time. You should have thought about shit before saying the things you did.
I only talk to other people to forget about you. To distract myself. To get over you. Every day, you remind me that we aren’t together. You remind me that we’re just friends..
But I don’t want to forget you.. You just made me think I had to forget you. I had to get over you. Your constant reminders that we aren’t together got to me. But then I see you.. Your actions say the opposite of what your words say. Then I’m left torn. I love you. I miss you. I love us. I miss us.
"You should never be surprised when someone treats you with respect, you should expect it."
I’ve always had a problem when it comes to expressing my feelings. I’ve always been better at writing it out than talking about it.
Truth is, when I moved back here, I was having the worst time possible. I was pregnant and my baby’s father was an asshole. And then I saw you. I mean, maybe it’s a little messed up that I didn’t recognize you or anything, but that’s not the point.. I saw you and something about you just drew me in. And I decided at that moment , one day, I’d have you. We would text and just talk all day about god knows what, but texts from you were the only ones I looked forward to. After I had Audrey and decided things were really done between her father and I, I was skeptical about still talking to you. But I did. Then I saw the way you were with Audrey and the way you tried to do everything for me. I fell in love with you.
But now, everything’s a mess.. And I don’t know what to do. I miss you. God knows I want to be with you more than anything. But I don’t think you feel the same way. If you ever change your mind though, you know where to find me.
Audrey misses her papa. And I miss you.