Dear you,
I hate that I feel any emotion for you at all. I hate that not a single feeling you give me is subtle. I hate the way you make the butterflies in my stomach go crazy. I hate that you make my heart pound, and skip beats. I hate that you never fail to make me smile with your own. I hate the way you make me feel so great, but then again you make me hate myself. I hate that you have that habit of making me feel like something special; or that I have any place in your life at all - because I know that I really don't mean a thing.
I sometimes regret ever meeting you in the first place. I sometimes wish you weren't so cute with me that one night. I kind of wish that you never spoke to me that night, or those days. You sometimes make me want to shoot myself. But, I'd be a liar if I said I didn't feel anything for you, or if I said I didn't love you.
And I'd rather be a (not your)lover than a liar.
For(n)ever yours,
Me.
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posted by LyssaLoveless at 11:05 PM