Love and mishaps

               Honey, I miss you..

              Love's a weird thing. Usually oppisite sexes, but sometimes the same. I'm cool with it. Just don't hit on me, or my boyfriend.. we're known as the "gaybaits" of the group. I guess we must be multiculturally pretty? Anyways, I remember when I first set my eyes on my honey, he was so extremely cute to me. "It was love at first sight", then he became "the reason for the teardrops on my guitar", as time past I let him in. Now I miss him. I really do care about him.

             Today was a crap day and I had no one to cry on. Nobody even knew I needed to cry my eyes out. I miss you so much, it's a mishap. Honestly, I spent half an hour crying in the school wahrooms. It's not like I'm gonig to tell you anyways, I never did.. You just always knew. You knew, what yuo saw wasn't all you got yet you liked me anyways. I have backage and so do you, that's what makes us understand each other. Your lips taste like metal and blood, jsut like my own, but yours are sweet and I crave them when I see you. Ilove the way you cup my head so you can pull me up towards yourself. You were funny.. I saw you last on Wedsnday, but it seems so long ago. You told me to say hi to Alina, your ex.... Why spefically her? You, you pushed me away.. you made me feel cold an lonely. My clothes were soaked today, so I felt the same way inside and out of my body.. Shivers and tears leak from my eyes, not jsut because of you, or the way you treated me, it's because I miss you. My days arebad, I feel like passing out lately. I don't want to tell you, but I think I'm gonna start that eating problem again. I'm not going to tell you. I know I won't. I'll try to make sure you don't find out either, Idon't want you too. Lovely..

              Sweety, I want you.

P.S.: I love you