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True Story
When i broke up with him...i cried...i cried from the second i told him it was over...until 2 weeks after...and the reason i cried...is because i knew i will never find anybody who will love me like he did...and the reason i broke up with him is...that i just diddnt feel anything any more...when we hugged...nothing...when we kissed...nothing...when we held hands...nothing...even when he said he loved me...and i said i loved him back...nothing...but when we were friends...i felt things...i cried over him...because he was shy and i was shy....and i knew we would never be together...and whenever i talked to him...i felt my heart skip a beat...but now...im returning to my crying because i will never find anybody...ANYBODY...who will take me in his arms....and say "I love u"...nobody will dare do that...because im an ugly, fat, annoying girl who has no respect...and there is only one person that i have my eye on...and he is already taken...he is a funny, outgoing, wonderful friend...and I dont deserve him...
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