There's something that I want to get off my chest but if I’m being honest it’s easier to do it this way then being face to face with you. Part of my brain is normal and the other part is always trying to pretend that life is just a storyline. So 7 months ago when I walked through those doors we now both call home away from home part of me for the good reasons, and honestly, that other part of my mind was like this just gonna start the storyline. But from the moment me and the one that suspsoly turned you down talked outside and I said your name, being there for something much bigger. Heck I’m one of the first there each time, and most days I am one of the last to leave, and you haven’t been able to stop in for what like 2 months.
Intro: People say I need to let go of you... they say that I need to move on and forget about you... but what if I don't want to... what if I want to remember you. I think about you all the time, remembering the smile on your face, all the times we laughed for no reason, but mostly how much I miss you & wish you were here. Sometimes you just have to realize not all friendships were meant to last forever. I guess ours is one of those. Just sitting here trying to figure out... What happened?
Intro: If you cry, I will wipe away your tears. If you stumble, I will help you stand. If you feel like you're alone. You may be going through something that is hard to explain, just know I am here for you and always will be. I will stand by you, I will help you through, I will dry your eyes, I will fight your fight, I will hold you tight, and I WON’T let go. Your gonna make it! If you are lonely, I'll be your shadow. If you need to cry, I’ll be your shoulder. If you need a hug, my arms are open. If you need a friend, I’ll just be me.
There isn’t a way for me to start this besides saying this is not a love letter. Think of this as a nice little sweet letter from someone who cares about you and simply wants to put a smile on your face every chance he gets. First of all, I’m not gonna start with a lie so I’ll be honest. When you told me that you were gonna turn yourself in a part of me thought that was a mature decision but at the same time there was a part of me that didn’t want you to and to find a way to make you not. I felt that way because I didn’t want to lose you, especially with what was going on with my life at the time. But I knew deep down if I told you not to you would see the side of me that I don’t want others to see, AKA my emotional side. I’m supposed to be the nice funny one that makes everyone feel better or for lack of better word “be clutch”.
Intro: Harsh words are like bullets; no matter what, they can still leave a painful injury. And sometimes, a "sorry" is not enough to heal the wounds you leave. She’s fed up with not being good enough. She’s fed up with being made to feel ugly. Fed up with feeling unwanted. Let me take a second to remind everyone she is not an object. Rather, she is a person who cares, has feelings, and has a heart. Tired of being made to feel like an idiot on how she acts, feels, or when she says anything. So she is keeping her mouth shut, feelings to herself, & staying alone. Better that way, according to her.