
(via fuckyeahhappy)
Maybe,
We just crossed paths.
Maybe,
Our time together is over.
Maybe,
We need to go our separate ways.
But, I know
I want to stay on the same path
With you.
Just you.
These three words might sound like meaningless, but those are the only words that are coming out of my mouth.
I’m sorry for texting that guy. I’m sorry he still likes me. I’m sorry for being tempted. I’m sorry for not controlling myself. I’m sorry for messing up. I’m sorry for keeping the message. I’m sorry you had to see that.
I’m really sorry. I messed up, I know. But those texts where meaningless, I was bored and it was entertaining. Other than that, I did not have a reason to text him. He really is some guy who I used to be interested in. That was the past.
My Game Plan:
Monday: Donut Attempt
Tuesday: “I picked you and it will always be you” chocolate chip bagel
Wednesday: It started with a note on the windshield wiper
Thursday: A bouquet of balloons
Friday: You got “mail”
Saturday: Giving is WAY better than reveicing
Sunday: Sending my love through a text
Seriously?! I don’t know what to do. I fucked up. I’m really sorry, but I know those words don’t mean shit.