just leave

I don't think you care anymore.

Blue

sit still.
and
listen.

What now?

I'm walking, walking...walking. Laughter, smile, jokes, and infatuation. Yet everything turns up on a dead end street.

Maybe I hate you.

Dear you, maybe I hate you.
No I lied, I do not hate you. But I would like to say, "Go fuck your self until you bleed into a coma." No, I wouldn't do that either, that would be too mean for my standard. Why would I waste such energy on hating you. Why am I still wasting energy thinking about you? All the hurt you have caused me, I still can not let go. It's been a couple of years since we last interact. But I would like to see you again, put away the hurt, and fully embrace you and wish all the best for you. Maybe I'll be able to let go the hurt if I see you again. Maybe we can be friends again. We were childhood friends once, so lets come to some sort of closure, so I can stop hurting every time I see you in a picture and wishing that you'll trip and break your face. j/k!