everytime brighton is even mentioned, i ache. i shouldn't still feel like this, but the feelings i had for you were so strong, and you hurt me so much. i just want you back, but i'm going to have to get over the fact you are never going to be a part of my life again. i still think about when i came all the way to brighton to see you, ignoring my friends advice on not going, and lying to my mum. and i had the best times, you were my release, where i could get away from all the stress of life in letchworth, and relax at your flat on the seafront. i miss everything about you, and i mean everything. it makes me upset thinking about how we fell out, and how much you hurt me. i don't know what to think. why did we have to stop being a part of eachother's lives? yeah, you're 21 now, and i'm 15. but we shared something special, and no one else i've met even compares to you in the slightest. thank you so much for everything, because you have shaped the person i am today in a good way; made me grow up a lot, and see the world from a different perspective.
but i still want you back. i still hurt, and i ache. and i want you to make it all better. i was in love with you.
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