Yes.. I kind of just now got to a few entries. I’m sorry =(.
I know quite a few are long but I’m not one to limit feelings..

LTY

You haven’t made an effort to talk to me in 10 days. This never happens. I’m really worried that you forgot about me. Maybe its just summer and your busy & im just paranoid, but I can’t help but think this. I know that between you and me there is only lust. But I want more. I want you to like me. I want you to love me. I want you to get an outrageous burst of butterflies in your stomach whenever you see me or get a message from me. All I want is for you to have the same feelings I have about you, towards me.

Love you always,
E.

I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to turn out like this, I tried to stick to your ideas.

I still have your drawings etched on my heart.

Love,

Your nineteen year old self.

I’m so tired of pretending that I don’t care because the truth is that I DO care. I care when you don’t give me hugs in the morning, or when you just don’t say hi when you see me. I care when you don’t text me for days straight, or if you take more then 60 seconds to answer a message from me. My heart can’t help but flutter when you tell me that you love me, even though we both know your joking. I really wish that you would feel the same way that I do when you ignore me, when I try my best to ignore you. I wish that you would get annoyed and upset and just plain desperate if I ever decided to get over you. Too bad you won’t. Too bad you will never feel the same way that I do about you, about me. Too bad I just can’t seem to find the willpower to get over you.

Love always,
E.

i once found you endearing, but then i realized what an incomplete, sad, obnoxious, lonely girl you are. there is nothing appealing about you, and i no longer wish to have you in my life. i would say that i wished the best for you, but i’d really only like for you to die painfully in a fire with an anal fistula. perhaps you don’t even deserve that. either way, i’m sure that you will continue to be unhappy with yourself and your life until you do some deep reflection on why you’re such a horrible person to everyone around you. the things you say aren’t funny, they’re just trite and blase.

regards.
d

i hate the fact that you hurt me, yet i still am under the spell. i told everyone you weren’t worth getting hurt over. but i lied. how could i not have been hurt when i liked you more than i ever even let you know. as much i want to be over you, i just cant. this sucks and i feel like a weak dumbass. i want to believe that you still care, if even a little, but i’m only making it worse for myself.

i stumbled upon a picture of us, and i envied the girl in the photo. the girl that had you. the girl who you were crazy about, and was crazy about you. i fell hard and fast. i wish you hadn’t caused me to do that. but i don’t regret any of it. you were amazing, and i miss you so so much.

i just wish that hadn’t happened. i wish you didn’t have to go to another girl because i wasn’t good enough. i know my mentality should be reversed and that you didn’t deserve me. but ever since i found out, i can’t get over the fact that you weren’t satisfied being with me.

i was hesitant to tell you all this because i didn’t want to give you the power of knowing you had this effect on me. i wonder if you will take pride in the fact that you can mess up a persons emotions. on the other hand, this may not affect you at all, but i was just dying to let you know.

sincerely,
that one girl

if this is the masterpiece patience holds, then i want no part of it. i said i’m giving you my heart, standing on these stilts, and you’ll have nothing to do with it. i can’t scream loud enough for you to hear because the phones don’t work. i can’t apologize for lack of knowing what still hurts.

this is wrong. you know we’re getting nowhere fast.you know we’re getting nowhere.this is neutral. this is what it feels like. i remember.

if this is the heartache that silence holds, then i’ll have no say in it. because the way i figure things, maybe you’ll come around. but it seems i was wrong.i can’t cry hard enough for you to notice, because you won’t open up the letters with the tear stains on them.

i had to let you know.you know we’re getting nowhere fast.you know we’re getting nowhere.this is neutral.this is what it feels like.

i’m sorry we don’t know. if this is your decision, then i’ll back up, but i had to let you know. the stars don’t seems to work. i guess they’re only magical if you’re with the only person who could make you sparkle, too.

where are you? where are you? i had to let you know.i’m sitting under falling stars.

DO YOU MISS ME WHERE YOU ARE?

i’m making plans to be with you. but have they come unglued? i have no idea what to do alone. the nights are getting cold again… i’m not going to waste my time.