Sometimes...

I wish I could read peoples minds...
Like this boys mind...
Ugh.

I don't get him.
I don't get him at all...
Not one bit.
Does he like me?
Does he not?...

I can't figure it out.
Zero clues...
Or hints.

Sometimes I wonder if I am just some girl...
Sometimes I think he feels the way I do...
Sometimes I just dont know.


I want this boy to come back.
I want to see him.
Talk to him face to face.
I want to know how he feels.

I just don't want to be played...
I am sick of just being some girl.
I want someone to want me.
To want me for me...

I guess I just don't deserve that...
I just don't know...

Damn this boy...
Damn him for making me fall for him.
Damn him for being such a gentleman.
Damn him for being so sweet.
Damn him...


I just wish I could read guys minds...

I hate feeling like this.
And it's not his fault...
It's me.

I'm so broken.
He tried to fix me...
I don't know...

Sigh.


I just can't wait for this boy to come home.
Maybe life will make sense...
Maybe...



Thank you best friend.
Thank you for giving me a reason to live.
Thank you for making me see the good.
Even if its only there for a little...
Thank you best friend...
Thank you.