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I should've known it was love.
I couldn't stop thinking about him.
I finally understood love songs.
There was an air of poetry about the whole thing.
But of course you don't know what you got til it's gone.
(They paved paradise to put up a parking lot)
I can deal with not talking to him so far. It hasn't been very long, we weren't speaking very much recently anyway.
I keep thinking, what if in a few years... we won't be so busy...
But then I realize it'll never work and I would be putting myself through too much.
It seems hopeless really.
It all seems just a shade hopeless.
The only thing I want to think about, and I'm being told "No."
And when I can't think about him, I think about leaving him.
It happened so fast, it's so strange.
But now, leaving him is the only thing I have left of him.
The fact that I, with conviction, told him I Love him.
Even now, writing this, I know I'm just hurting myself
My counselor would probably shank me if she knew I was writing this
"Now tell me Aleksannder, vhat do you fink?
Vill you just keep playing dees imotional game?"
I think the hardest part is
knowing that 8 months of love and friendship
has been turned almost into a restraining order
A restraining order on my thoughts even
I have so many messages of him saved
at least a hundred
And that's all I have left of him right now.
EDIT:
It's no fair.
All I want to do is talk about Glee with him...
It was a really good episode...