There is this part of me that still hopes. Deep inside in the back of my mind still is something that thinks „maybe – just maybe – some day things will change“. But the rational, realistic part of me knows that I’m only kidding myself. You just aren’t interested and I really truly need to suck it up and deal with it.
Falling for someone is so very easy. Letting go of the hope, the dream, the great story it could have been – that’s so damn hard. If you can’t get someone out of your heart, maybe it’s because they are meant to be there? No, I don’t think so. You are supposed to be as far out of my heart as possible.
So why won’t you leave? Why do you insist on talking to me? I don’t want to talk to you, I want to kiss you. I don’t want to be your friend, I want to be your girlfriend. Except you already have one.