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unknown-future
2014-08-16 05:26:06 (UTC)

The Boyfriend Situation

We spent 11 months together. 11 months of my life. 11 months of time passed. We went through heart aches, and dealt with problems like the lovers Romeo and Juliet did. I was not loved by your family, neither mine towards you. Yet we battled it out. I loved you. I really did. But I couldn't stand pulling you down in the dark, damp hole I was falling in. Dealing with my insecurities, my sadness, my depression, my constant bother of why I was still alive and others were taken from me. And from the world. I still battle this constant nag, but I no longer have you by my side. I lost you. I let you go. I regret every moment of that. Although now that I look back I know it was worth it. It had to be worth it. I mean look at you now, 17. All grown up from the kid you once were. Do I want you back? I think so. But would it be right? No. And I know it wouldn't. You and I both know we don't deserve the constant heart ache others caused us. I cannot be your friend, I will not. And that friends with benefits bullshit you think about. Well its just a thought because you must be damn hell crazy to think I'd go from loving you to just banging you.




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