To all the people I said that I was over him.

Be realistic here. It’s obvious I was just in denial. It’s hard letting go of someone who meant so much to you. Letting go of the playful relationship and having the best of memories with them. It’s hard letting go and moving on from that, because you want it back. Where you’d just do anything to be in their life. Anything to win their heart back. As stupid as this may sound. I’m still waiting, and I want to wait, no matter how hard it is, and no matter how many heart breaks I have to go through, I always think there’s a second chance. I always think there’s still hope. There’s not a day where I don’t think about you. The fact that we’re not even friends kills me. But it’s great as well that we’re not friends, because I want something more. I always wonder if I cross your mind, if I’m still the girl you’re thinking of. I always try to get close to you so I could talk to you, but then, we don’t acknowledged the presents of each other. It hurts, I really fell hard for you, I can’t get back up and move on from you. I just can’t.