You know it’s all the same…
I still get the urge to talk to you. All the time. But I don’t want to talk to you, because you don’t want me. And I’m not supposed to want you, but I miss how good our relationship used to be before it turned into something out of a soap opera. And not the cheesy kind, either. But even if I did talk to you…what would I say? Nothing I can say can bring you back, and all I want is to move on. You’re not good for me anymore. We believe different things, and I don’t want to change your opinions, I just wish you’d accept mine.
But on the other hand, don’t. Keep telling me my relgion is stupid. It only reinforces the obvious notion that I should never be with you. But until I stop missing you, I’ll satisfy these urges by blogging. Thank you, tumblr.
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