Why? I mean, just, why? Why can’t things stay the same? If they managed to be that way in the first place, what changes to make it..fall apart?
Why do peoplw change, all the time? And if one person changes, for a reason, why doesn’t the other? I don’t care about money, or popularity, or even health. All I want, is what I had, and had ruined. It was so perfect. I was so happy. What had to change.

It still hurts. I still think about you. I still cry over you. I still miss you.
I was in love with you, and once you’re on love, you can’t climb out. It’s not how it works. Not that you’d know. You claimed to be in love so many times, but you never were. You wouldn’t know what love is. You’re a self centred, arogant, prick, and I don’t want to ever talk or speak to you again. And yet, I would kill to be with you. I know what’s best for me, and that’s not being with you. I don’t want to be with you. But, I want what we used to have.

That’s all I’m saying.