Dear December,
I love your month second best out of the twelve that exist!
It's the atmosphere of chills, red noses, and the gift of love that make me feel all fuzzy inside.
Be proud.
But it's fucking cold nowadays, and I don't have a lover too mooch a jacket off of. Goddamn, whattafunsucker.
I feel like we're drifting. Are you sure we're as tight as we should be?
You're keeping things away from me, I can feel it.
I know I'm doing things that probably upset you, but does that really matter?
Shouldn't you just be happy for me that I'm having fun?
I can't just readily admit that I have feelings, I honestly don't know if I do or not.
You can't just force me to say that.
What happened to us? I'd really like to know. I'm kinda scared to confront you though, you might think I'm pathetic and drop me like you did to ___________.
=/
I hope things get mended before Christmas time comes.
I really miss you guys.
Thanks.
I know we haven't been talking for that long.
But I like where we are.
It's funny how we just randomly started opening up, and pouring out all this stuff on each other.
You're kinda quiet in person though.
It wasn't like that before.. I hope I don't make you feel awkward or anything.
I wish it could be the same way we talk everywhere else.
Sorry, I'm sitting here crying, thinking I'll lose all the friends I've just gained this year. But wtf? It doesn't have to happen. I'm just scared.
I'll straightup say it.
I hate that we're not friends anymore, Alison.
It just feels weird.
Today, I finally let it out.
I'm sorry.
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