santasusanna10. <3
Isnt it funny how no matter how much someone hurts you, you always end up going back to them.
Isnt it funny how when someone tells you forever they never mean it.
Isnt it funny how when someones 197 miles away you'd walk all the way just to see them.
Isnt it funny how 3 words can change everything.
I'm sick of pretending your just from my past
I'm sick of pretending i don't miss you.
I'm sick of pretending i don't want you.
I'm sick of pretending your mine.
i miss you, i miss you, i miss you, i fucking miss you!
you were just one of them good looking lads i met on hoilday.
quiet a arse aswell.
proper loved yourself, thought you would get all the girls you wanted.
big headed really..
ping pong we were all playing, i didnt know you, i was out to impress, fell in love with your accent, welsh of course, had a few games, looked like a tit :') asked if you wanted to come beach with us all at night, you said "why not? will be a laugh" and smiled.
We all had a mess about in the sea, was fun, some idiot thought it would be fun to try and make a fire, we failed. as i was bored, i began making a hole in all the sand and stuck my feet in, you was messing about annoying me, i thought nothing of it, was wierd.
6th floor was the first time we touched, just the two of us, about half 2 in the morning, i asked for a hug, you said, " i'll see you in the morning you gimp" i said "i don't care, give me a hug." We hugged. i thought nothing of it at all.
the last day.
broke my heart it did.
i thought you were a twat the whole of the holiday but no, your were amazing.
you told my cousin you liked me, i couldnt belive it, i loved someone and never saw it coming.
why did you have to tell me you liked me, on the last day?!
i never saw it coming.
saying goodbye felt like someone was ripping my heart out and leaving it in spain.
knowing i was never going to see you again.
knowing this was goodbye and nothing was going to happen like it again.
what i'd do for us to be together is unbelievable, we argue all the time but i still love you your perfect.
from the 27th of july till now, i still love you as much as i did then.
i hate love.
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