December 03, 2008
I tried cutting you out and it was hard. But you made me love you, because I'm obsessed. And you treat me so very differently than I treat you. You're selfish. I put my heart on my sleeve with you, so exposed and you ignore and bash it back in. I don't know why I'm obsessed with you. Your eyes maybe. I know the shape of your body, the color of your hair, your jacket. I know how you wear your hair. Is this love? I beg you to talk to me. When I am hurt I call out for you and you turn me aside. I check your Facebook profile many times a day. I give you my best and my worst. I look for you. I know your friends and when they're around I look for you. If I know the color of your shirt I look for it in the dining hall when we're sitting at different tables. I do it covertly. And I wish I was sitting with you at your table. But this is wrong. I need to fall out of love with you. I know I have a strong will. I just have to use it.
I will not love you anymore. I am stronger than my mind. I have proven it before. I'll prove it yet again.
QBP: "As soon go kindle fire with snow, as seek to quench the fire of love with words." -William Shakespeare