Im just so sick of being alone. I thought that I was finally going to have someone to count on, someone that would be there but then you left. You left, just like everyone else.

I saw your brother today, for the first time since you left and god I never realized how similar you two looked. I looked into his eyes, the same as yours, and the world seemed to fade away and into its place rushed all the memories Ive tried to hide away

They tell me I need to get over you, to move on. The thing is I don't want to move on. I want to remember every detail of when we were together however painful that may be. & I want to be able to say that the last person I kissed was you.

I miss you so much. Ive never felt this empty before, never had a constant ache quite like this.

Maybe there was a lesson to learn in what happened with us. Maybe just maybe we would have been together longer, if only I had spoke up sooner, if only I hadn't waited until it was too late because we both waited till it was too late.

Does it get easier she asks me. Eventually yes but even when you think your over it theres those days when it just comes crashing over you again and you start to miss him again, but those days get fewer and fewer with time.

People always ask me if it gets easier, like im an expert or something, but i dont know im just trying to live my life one day at a time and make it through the times when everything starts to come crashing down.

Is it so wrong to just want to fall in love and be completely & absolutely happy for once in my life? Im sick of being alone, of being just ok, and of always feeling like something, some part of me, is missing.

Do you ever get this urge to just write something tragically beautiful and hope that someone will read it and finally understand how you feel? That they will finally understand you.

Why couldnt life just be easy, simple? Why cant i just love the boy that loves me, and not the one thats in love with her.