Diary

I feel like I’ve kicked a puppy dog far far away, and now its somewhere far away from me, scared and alone without it’s owner by its side. Left to learn and find love somewhere else, without the one person it knew. Without the one person that betrayed it.

I miss you

I miss you being in my life.

You were my first everything. My first real crush, my first kiss, and my first love. The first to show me affection. The first to ever make me feel pretty. The first person to break my heart. I don’t really know if you know what that all means to me. I like to think that we grew from each other. I felt like we were one. I felt like our souls were intertwined, if that makes any sense. I have never felt for another human being as I have felt for you. I still haven’t found anyone who makes me feel like you have made me feel.
Being around you gave me butterflies. It’s weird, because no one gives me butterflies. I distinctly remember looking at you one night and thinking that I could marry you right then and there. And I would be 100% happy.
I wish I could be by your side every day. I wish I could be the one person to make you happy. And although it can’t be that way, I just want you to know you will always, always, have a place in my heart. Like I said, our souls were weaved together. Almost like they grew around each other. I don’t know how to put that in words very well, but I want you to know how highly I think of you. I need you to know you are so special to me. I cry thinking about you not being around. I cry thinking about not being able to see you very much. Those years where we spent every day together just became my lifestyle. And now that we’re not together as much I honestly feel like somethings missing.

Elvis is so sexy. I literally can’t even get over him. Why.