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Tuesday, June 8, 2010 6:10 AM










Nobody understands how much I miss you, I miss how much we used to talk, & miss all the things we used to do. I try not to admit it to myself that I still feel this way. Nobody knows that I still wake up thinking of you each day. I still think of you & I really do miss you. I would give up everything I have to be everything we’re not.
I want to wear your sweatshirt to bed, watch scary movies with you, talk on the phone until sunrise, sneak out at night to look at the stars with you, play your fv. video game, make you watch chick flicks, kiss you under the pouring rain, go on walks with you, laugh until i can't breathe, hold hands, build a fort and have a snowball fight, sit in front of the fireplace and talk about life. i want to fall hopelessly in love with you.
I wish you’d actually talk to me because you want to. Like how desperate I am to think of a topic just so it wouldn’t look weird talking to you. No matter how much time had passed, she still missed the place where their fingers perfectly aligned with each others’. Memories of him caught her at the most unexpected times..
I’m the girl who prefers one rose instead of a dozen. I’m the girl who would rather stay in on a Friday night than go to a wild party with random strangers. I’m the girl who wouldn’t make you wait on her hand and foot, but would do anything to make you happy. I’m the girl who would enjoy having a movie night rather than going to some fancy restaurant. I’m the girl who would rather stay up all night sharing secrets than going out and getting drunk. I’m the girl who won’t make you hold her bags, but would rather hold your hand instead. I’m the girl who will love you more than anyone can possibly dream of. I’m the girl who would give the world to see you smile.

I don’t expect you to text me 24/7. I don’t expect you to call me everyday. I don’t expect you to put me in front of your boys. I don’t expect you to ditch all your girl best friends for me. I don’t expect you to surprise me with roses. I don’t expect you to buy me the world on my birthday. I don’t expect you to always agree with what I say. I don’t expect you to pay for everything. I don’t expect you to go out of your way and buy all the things that I mention I wanted. I don’t expect you to put me over your family. I don’t expect you to brag about me to all your friends. I don’t expect you to keep all your promises. I don’t expect you to believe I’m the best girlfriend in the whole world. I don’t expect you to stop checking out other girls. I don’t expect you to never mention a hot girl in front of me. I don’t expect you to already know what I want. I don’t expect you to never be mad at me. I just expect you to be trustworthy, to trust me, to never take me for granted like I won’t take you for granted, to always be real with me, to keep equality between us, and to love me. That’s all.



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