@ 8:33 A.M.
I trust you with all my heart. i believe every word you say. I'd do anything for you. You say, i simple make your days, but really, you make mines. Just thinking about you when i'm down, is what brings me up. EVEN IF, you're the reason for my depression. There's something about you. There's something i see in you that no one else really sees. You said to me once, " Idontknow what it is you see in me. . " & to be honest, It's something that cant be seen. & thats what i see in you. Your gift remember? The gift you had ever since 7th grade. . And let me tell you what. On this very day, you still have it in you. You dont push people away. People push you away. & like only a few people, i just happen to be the one you pulled? Because youre the one i did as well. Because im seriously not letting you go. You're the reason for me trying my best in everything. For me trying in classes. Even though i tell you to do your homework, or whatever that relates to school, it's because i'm just simply returning the favor. You make my days go a little easier, as long as i hear your voice. & that's what kills me. It kills me when we barely fucking talk. It kills me when i cant hear or listen to you, due to whatever the reason is. It does. & even though you have your reasons, and i dont really mind since they're good reasons. . I actually do. I actually do mind. Because i've come to realize that if there's a day not talking to you, not seeing you. . That will be something that brings my days down. Because even if you said it to me. It's best if i say it to you. I dont think anyone can be better with me, than you.
'NegativeBlogs' remember? Because even though i said all those things, from the very first sentence, to the very last , it WAS three days ago . ^
