I think if I could curse you out I would.
But then I realize how much i like you.
You are just confusing the living shit out of me.
Your actions don’t match your words.
I wish I didn’t care… But sadly I do. And it just hurts. ALOT.
I wish you knew how much pain you cause and how many sleepless nights are due to you.
Only if you knew.
I mean you know I really like you. You say you do too.
You send me cute text messages that prove you do…. But you’re not the one to be the first text. You’re not the one who takes initiative.
Where is your effort?!