Wait, we need to talk
something is bothering me
I think a lot about us
This is not okay
I’m not fine
I liked meeting you, really
but I need to be honest with you
I am sorry, I can’t do this
I love what I knew about you, but…
I like someone else before we start talking
I’m really sorry
In six years we will meet each other again, I hope.
In six years I don’t know if I will still be alive,
but yes… I think I can wait and meet you again
in six years.
While I waiting, I’ll put all my energy into finding a red-haired girl,
like The Little Mermaid or Lindsay Lohan haha
Sorry, that’s a joke, a good one
I found that writing in English hurts less because the words hide between what I really feel and what someone else feels while reading about it.
