First post.

September 19, 2012

Whenever I listen to a song, happy, sad, just about anything, I always go back to thinking about you. I'm not even entitled to a blog to write out my frustrations anymore, because you have that blog. I'm scared to let you know that I still feel this way about you. For the past 1-2 months, you've been on my mind so much. It's been making it so hard for me to fall asleep at night. Maybe it's because it's almost that time of the year, or maybe it's just because I'm just not over you like I said I was. I don't bother you anymore because all that I am is a burden to you. I called you 2 weeks ago because I felt like I was breaking down. I just wanted to hear your voice. But I called on a different number and didn't say anything. I didn't take notice that you might be going through your own problems. I texted you saying sorry, and you replied asking me who I was and that you were getting pissed off. I asked you what was wrong and surprisingly, you told me that it's been a while since anybody's asked you that question and then you poured out your problems to me. You have no idea what I would do to still be a part of your problem, but I'm just happy to be here just for you to have somebody to talk to. It's almost been a year. It's crazy how time could past so fast. I hate comparing everybody to you when I know that I should stop and move the fuck on. When a sad song comes on, it sounds a thousand times sadder than it's suppose to.