i wrote a couple of these a few months ago and i was looking for them. i miss how i felt back then. i miss loving you. no matter how much i try, i can't get that feeling back, but you made me happy.
you
made me
happy.
thats something i'll never forget, even if you broke my heart. now when i see you, kiss you, i know it means nothing to both of us, but god i wish it did. but i know you don't care about me anymore you just want a place to stick it in. and i'll keep letting you because i have no one else who even pretends to care about me. you were my first love, and i'll forever miss what we had, even if neither of us want it back.