I’m willing to be there any minute you need or want me there, but when its me who needs you it’s not convenient for you. It really does suck being in love with someone who doesn’t love you back. It’s been a minute since the last time I got to feel his lips pressed against mine. Little did I know that it’d be the last time I’d called him mine with a smile on my face. He hurts me, maybe not intentionally but seeing him trying to move on without me. I miss him. I miss him a lot and seeing him and not being able to kiss that adorable face of his is hard to do. I wanna stay friends but I can’t have that constant reminder that he doesn’t love me any more and the constant replaying through my brain. I really wish it would’ve worked out I loved you unlike any other. You were special. Now it’s time to let go.