He doesn't know how I feel. Which pains me. I'm split between two personalities. Two completely opposite personalities. Optomistic? Depressed and lonely, feeling a sense of being forgotten and unwanted. Part of me wants to tell him. And the other half never wants to let it go. He wouldn't suspect it. And he would probably stop talking to me. I'm so confused! I hate this! Everybody is talking about their boyfriends, and I can't get it out of my head that I'm going to be walking along with all my friends to the prom and they'll be with their dates, and I'll be going with...my friends. Just alone. ANd I can't help but sense it's going to happen that way. *heart sulks*
But it makes me cry when I hear somebody talk about how great their lives are. How much their boyfriend/girlfriends love them. And when they say "I Love You" it makes me want to kill myself. I'm not even kidding. I think I'll end it here.
-Maggie-
But it makes me cry when I hear somebody talk about how great their lives are. How much their boyfriend/girlfriends love them. And when they say "I Love You" it makes me want to kill myself. I'm not even kidding. I think I'll end it here.
-Maggie-
