It’s not that you can’t pick me back up…
It’s that, every time I think about you, I remember all of our fantastic memories, and it makes me wonder if we can ever have that again… Fuck… I just don’t know what to do with anything anymore.
I just want somebody that will care about me and be with me. I don’t want it to be complicated all the damn time. Why can’t those moments happen where you walk into a coffee shop and meet someone who is single too and grows to love you as you love them.
I’m just… So depressed right now. So much…. It’s just all building up. No love, no relationships, I don’t even know where I want to be anymore… I don’t know what to do anymore.
I wish I was with that one person…
I’m sitting here at my own prom, and my mind wanders over to her. I’m not into this whole prom thing, and maybe it’s just not my style, but I wish I was doing something else. And that I was with someone else…. But that won’t happen.
