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For not being good enough. For getting your hopes up. For pretending not to care. For giving you no other option.
I’m sorry for not being who you thought I was.
Maybe that’s who I am now.
Too little, too late.
I have tried to write this so many times but I just never felt ready. But now I think I’m ready to tell you what no one knows. None of my friends really know why I’m so cynical about guys, why I cut them down and why I don’t give them the time of day.
When my best friend broke up with her…
So, I thought you were the one. I guess I was lucky to be yours for a little while. Those 4 months were probably the happiest couple of months I’ve ever had in my life so far. I remember, as cheesy as this sounds, my life was so, so boring. I would wake up, and there was nothing really for me to…
