Unsent Messages

i think i loved you. i really did. and i guess you loved me too in your way. but then you stopped. at first i thought i did too but throughout the months i realized: i didn't. i've always wanted you back. and while i tried to get over you you started to turn against me. you came to me and said things i'll never forget. i didn't know why i deserved to be hurt this horrible. i felt like my heart was ripped out of my body. i was devastated. but you, of course, didn't notice. well, maybe you did but you didn't care. maybe thats the worst part. that you didn't care. you saw what your words did to me and still kept going. how did i deserved that? i didn't know what to feel. what was wrong with me? why did you stop loving me? wasn't i pretty enough? or didn't you like the way i laughed? why did you act like that? i guessed i was never going to be enough. pretty enough. smart enough. cute enough. funny enough. cool enough.
but now i know. it was you. you was the problem. it wasn't the way i laughed or the way i always pronounced the word "twelve" wrong. you had a problem with yourself. it was you you didn't love. you had to find yourself first. maybe if you and i would have realized it earlier we would be together now. or at least friends. but now were just strangers. i really wished it would have worked out.
maybe in an other life.
p.s. i still love you chiadrah