The world is my playground

I hate men ( boys ). So immature when it comes to relationships.

I still miss you, I wish I could tell you, I wish I knew if you missed me back.

Although apart, I hate that I feel like we are still meant to be together. I wish you would tell me how you feel. I wish it could be us against the world again. I wish you just told me the truth and ended this nightmare I keep fighting.

I want you forever. Like we promised each other one day. How much I feel like screaming that for you and the whole world to hear it.

The problem is. You don’t feel the same way.

Although years have past. I think I will forever love you. Its hard admitting we are over when I still feel this way.

I still miss my best friend. I hope that one day you will realize everything I once told you.

The worst part about breaking up is loosing a great friend.

Uh! I have all this anger inside of me. Not sure why but I do. I just want to scream or hit something.
I’m angry at myself, at you , at my neighbor, at my job, at my bank account.
I feel like so many things are out of my control. As much as I continue to try to be positive. This is really frustrating.