122.)
Dear you,
There’s no one else to talk to this about, because I’ve told everyone I’ve gotten over you.
Just like how a governor doesn’t reveal he’s gay, I won’t reveal my feelings for you. It’ll just cause an uproar, and I’ll never get you anyway.
I’ve wasted so many bloody lonely nights thinking about you, dreaming about you. I wake up in the morning, and even at sporadic moments of the day, your name never fails to escape my lips, because it feels like the most natural thing in the world.
And yet, as I lay in my bed and dream about the future that will never be, I know you’re asleep in her arms, falling more and more in love as each moment passes by.
How do I compete with someone like that?
She’s just like you- An art piece, a masterpiece. After years of browsing through museums and hunting down collections, she finally caught your eye, and you won’t ever let her go.
And it fuckin’ hurts because I like you so much. I have the urge to sms you and ask you to never see me again, because you bring me too much misery.
But we’re best friends. You’ll be lonely if I did that- I don’t ever ever want you to go through the pain I’m going through.
You.
Why did I fall in love with you.
