A collection of words that were said, moments of the past, and thoughts running through my head about the boy, from time to time and in between; composing a melody he will never hear.
Wednesday, February 13, 2013
Can't help it
I feel a bit envious because he liked another girl's status even though I am in no power to feel that way. I think I just wish that he would communicate with me but I guess I'm always hoping for too much. He's probably forgotten me anyway.
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