I caved and sent you a text, it was just a simple “have fun, take care” kind of text. I did my best to conceal my heartache and I wasn’t intending to use it to get you to reply me so I could bombard you with all sorts of emotions that you don’t want to deal with.
With every minute that you don’t reply, it’s killing me. I really hope you’ll reply, anything, just a “thanks” would be enough. It’s enough to show me that you aren’t ignoring me.
My hopes of getting back together with you are dwindling. Aren’t they?
I’m not going to let you go easy, that’s one thing I know. Being strong is fighting for what you want, and I want you. I do, I want you and everything you stand for. There’s gotta be a reason why you loved me, I need to remind you of that reason.
The skin around my eyes and nose are peeling because I’ve been crying so much.
In less than a day you’re going to be going somewhere, I’m not sure where but it really doesn’t make a difference, to build yourself and to do some thinking. I’ll be staying here, to build my strength and to hopefully do less thinking.
I hope you remember the times we shared that were good, instead of the pain that brought about our relationship’s demise. Don’t you see? We can fix the latter, we can stop the pain. But we can’t do away with the happiness. So why go against the way things were intended?
Being without you these 3 days, it has both weakened and strengthened me. I’m tired, I don’t get much sleep, I haven’t really been eating (direct defiance on my part, you told me to take care of myself). But I’ve realised that life goes on whether I want it to or not. I’m still focusing on my studies, I miss you terribly but I know that there are other things that deserve my attention.
I’m a changed girl, don’t you see? All those blunders that we both committed, they don’t have to re-occur. If only we try. Just once. One more time. Please, Baishi, just grant me this one wish.
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I don’t know if I did the right thing, but I hope that it’ll make you feel better not having to see our faces together. I’m thankful that you haven’t unfollowed me.
(Source: leilockheart)
You’re so lazy, you’re so careless. You’re so messy and dirty and you’d rather lie down on your bed instead of shower when you get home. You always sweat all over me when you play ball. You suck at braiding and always make me look so strange when you play with my hair. You try to bluff me about things like the “giraffe bird” and I almost believe you. You make my hair smell like smoke but I don’t mind because it smells like you. You’re a pig, so fat (haha, nah) even though you play so much ball. You can’t stop at 1 red velvet cupcake you have to eat 5, you greedy pig. You’re a heartbreaker, you make me miss you so much.
But you know what? I still love you.
