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Submitted by MemoriesintheMoon, 10/3/2009 5:27:43 PM [profile]
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She told me she had it bad. She said she fell in love with someone who didn't live here. That living away from him was horrible, torture. That she only wanted to see him, every day, for the rest of her life.
Well, guess what.
I fell in love. He was my best friend. He was the only man who could make me smile when I was frowning, made me laugh when I wanted to cry. Put me out of my bad mood, made me genuinely happy.
But I ruined it.
I have major trust issues because of my past, and because of that, I pushed him away. I couldn't be near him, couldn't tell him anything. I didn't want to be hurt again.
And I missed my chance.
And now, he is my best friend's boyfriend. I would never take him away from her. He makes her happy, like he made me. I love them both, but in different ways.
"Good job," I tell myself, "I lost him."
So I keep it to myself, days, months, years, dreaming of him, wanting him, seeing him everyday at school.
Never telling a soul.
Aren't I the best best friend ever?
- **me**
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Submitted by MemoriesintheMoon, 9/22/2009 6:22:37 PM [profile]
Submitted by MemoriesintheMoon, 9/22/2009 6:07:32 PM [profile]
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It would be better if I just moved on, found someone new. . . but I can't. What hurts the most isn't that he's moving on. . . it's the fact that if I walk away, he won't follow me.
I can't stand that.
When he looks at me with those melt-my-heart brown eyes, I almost die, knowing that I had him, then lost him, for I was afraid to let anyone break my barriers. It's sad because he did what I tried to prevent him from doing. He smuggled his way into my heart, then ripped himself out, leaving a nasty hole in it's place.
I hate him. . .
And yet, I can't help but love him. . .
- **my heart**
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I love it when your happy and make everyone around you happy. I love it when you smile and every one shines a little bit more. But i know the truth, the smile and happiness these people get from you isn't real, or at least i don't believe i...t is. So why do you ask me why I'm sad? when i should be asking you.
- Dev
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