I got it…
Somehow I use this blog to talk to you… Somehow I know you’ve never read me because you don’t care much and also because you don’t even know the existence of it. That must be a good thing? Then one day.. you might find it, you might know that it is about you that I’m talking?
I never want to say that you’re not the one I wish you were, because if I love you, I’m supposed to love you for what you are.. and I do! Of course I do, so much.. Sometimes it even becomes a weakness to me. I start to miss you too much and get moody the whole time, think that everything is worthless and need only you by my side. That’s so so stupid and weak. I never want to feel this way, never again. You don’t do anything for me not to feel this way. When I tell you, you answer back “me too, me too” … Why can’t you be sweet sometimes? I don’t care about words can’t you see? You think of yourself as so special because you’re not as romantic as other guys, but that’s what’s missing in you and believe me I miss this feeling of being wanted and loved. I’m a girl, I like those small attentions, small things that shows me that you care.. You tell me that I don’t need these because I already know that you care. Then if I don’t need these, do I need you? The only reason why I’m thinking so much sometimes, is because you are being this way. Cold and Careless. Your reason is : “I’m a boy! I don’t care about small details” so can’t you care about it? If I tell you that’s what I need…
Ahhhh in the end, I’m always complaining… but I do feel better now. I mean, I guess so?
