anonymous always deliverssss.
I can never resist doing these things. Never. Yes, it's the twenty things I would never say to you meme. Mine flicker back and forth between sappy and borderline pretentious to bitchy as hell, which is ... actually something I do regularly IN MAH PERSONALITY.
One: For ten seconds in the middle of the night, I thought I could fall in love with you. I didn't. But that doesn't mean I don't love you - and that I don't wonder about you, when we haven't spoken for a while. Remember to talk to me; don't reach out then just let go. This sounds like one of those racy emo pop songs, but it can't be. I want it to have a happy ending.
Two: I think you'd be surprised to know that there are a few things I'm sorry for. The first is that, the first time you told me that you cared for me, I wasn't honest enough to tell you that, yes, I did care, but I didn't care enough. There are other things I'm sorry for, things I've said and done that I regret - but the heart and soul of it, the cut of the words, I won't ever repent for. I don't want you to forgive me, but remember to let go, okay? I don't think I'm as guilty of things as you think I am.
Three: I could tell you a million things about the way I care for you that you already know, so I won't waste the words. Let me tell you a story, instead, it's sort of funny. We've never loved each other any way but in the platonic sense, but when you have a thing for someone else, I used to get jealous, like I thought your preferring that person meant you wouldn't want to speak to me anymore. It was really silly, and I know full well you never knew. I've grown up, now. Just because I don't have first place in your heart, I know, doesn't mean that I don't have a place in your heart, and that to me is what matters more than anything else.
Four: I think you care for me more than I care for you, and for that, I am truly sorry. If I could change myself, I would. I can't.
Five: I went through a long phase where I just couldn't stand you. But, I don't know. I feel so much better about you lately, it's refreshing. If I can help you with anything, I will help you; I want to give you another chance, but I can't find a way to say it without revealing I disliked you in the first place. So I hope you understand, somehow; I want to be friends!
Six: I adore you, sweetheart, but you have to stop being so selfish. I know it hurts, and I know you're sad, but the whole world has something to be sad about, and you're not the only one. Start realising there are people around you. You'll feel less alone, that way.
Seven: When you work out how wonderful you are, I know you'll make the world a better place. So do it already. Don't make others bolster your ego, just pick yourself up and be the dynamo I know you could be. When you do it, I'll be behind you all the way.
Eight: I don't like you. I would defriend you, but frankly I'm waiting for you to defriend me first. I wouldn't even waste a pretty phrase on you.
Nine: I think you hate me because Two does, and we've known each other so long that it makes me truly sad. The worst part is that there'll never be any way to tell, because I'll never ask you. Maybe I'm not as brave as I used to be.
Ten: I'm not leaving you. I never will.
Eleven: Of all the things that have happened lately, getting the chance to know you better has been one of the best. I'm very comfortable with you. I hope you feel the same!
Twelve: I never knew how to tell you I wasn't comfortable with the things you said to me. Now, I'm stuck in the sort of relationship with you I really wanted to avoid, just because I didn't know how to say no. This is a repeated theme, isn't it? I'm sorry that I wasn't honest with you from the start. Now, we're falling out of touch, and I hate to think it, but maybe that's alright. I hope that you remember me fondly enough, even if that's only because I never told you the whole truth.
Thirteen: I have a rule about internet relationships that is well documented and always upheld. But you're so fucking wonderful, I'd break it for you, if you were only to ask me to.
Fourteen: I don't know what I did in a past life to deserve you, but you are a ray of sunshine in my life, a person that I don't deserve but always needed. Just when I'm feeling down, you pop up and make me feel better about everything, just with a silly link or a picture or something that makes me remember the world is good. The thing I don't know how to say here, is thank you. So thank you for that, very much.
Fifteen: Quit with the asskissing. I'll like you a lot more if you're just yourself.
Sixteen: It's not cool to be cruel. I hope you stop soon, or I will say this in an unanonymous way.
Seventeen: Your ability to be sweet, patient and kind to absolutely everyone is genuinely amazing to me. Thank you for being patient with me, more than anyone else, just because I'm a little bit selfish. I hope you're always around, even when I let you down.
Eighteen: It's been years. I still miss you. I still regret it. It's growing more and more unlikely that you'll ever come back, but if you do, I'm still here. I'm not moving. I did you wrong, but I was young. But the one thing I never told you is that I was wholeheartedly, completely and utterly in the wrong. You weren't to blame. I am sorry.
Nineteen: I idolise you, and I'm not really sure why. When you say you like something I've done, it makes me really happy.
Twenty: Let's be friends, forever, even though you're a dork kid and I'm a douchebag.
One: For ten seconds in the middle of the night, I thought I could fall in love with you. I didn't. But that doesn't mean I don't love you - and that I don't wonder about you, when we haven't spoken for a while. Remember to talk to me; don't reach out then just let go. This sounds like one of those racy emo pop songs, but it can't be. I want it to have a happy ending.
Two: I think you'd be surprised to know that there are a few things I'm sorry for. The first is that, the first time you told me that you cared for me, I wasn't honest enough to tell you that, yes, I did care, but I didn't care enough. There are other things I'm sorry for, things I've said and done that I regret - but the heart and soul of it, the cut of the words, I won't ever repent for. I don't want you to forgive me, but remember to let go, okay? I don't think I'm as guilty of things as you think I am.
Three: I could tell you a million things about the way I care for you that you already know, so I won't waste the words. Let me tell you a story, instead, it's sort of funny. We've never loved each other any way but in the platonic sense, but when you have a thing for someone else, I used to get jealous, like I thought your preferring that person meant you wouldn't want to speak to me anymore. It was really silly, and I know full well you never knew. I've grown up, now. Just because I don't have first place in your heart, I know, doesn't mean that I don't have a place in your heart, and that to me is what matters more than anything else.
Four: I think you care for me more than I care for you, and for that, I am truly sorry. If I could change myself, I would. I can't.
Five: I went through a long phase where I just couldn't stand you. But, I don't know. I feel so much better about you lately, it's refreshing. If I can help you with anything, I will help you; I want to give you another chance, but I can't find a way to say it without revealing I disliked you in the first place. So I hope you understand, somehow; I want to be friends!
Six: I adore you, sweetheart, but you have to stop being so selfish. I know it hurts, and I know you're sad, but the whole world has something to be sad about, and you're not the only one. Start realising there are people around you. You'll feel less alone, that way.
Seven: When you work out how wonderful you are, I know you'll make the world a better place. So do it already. Don't make others bolster your ego, just pick yourself up and be the dynamo I know you could be. When you do it, I'll be behind you all the way.
Eight: I don't like you. I would defriend you, but frankly I'm waiting for you to defriend me first. I wouldn't even waste a pretty phrase on you.
Nine: I think you hate me because Two does, and we've known each other so long that it makes me truly sad. The worst part is that there'll never be any way to tell, because I'll never ask you. Maybe I'm not as brave as I used to be.
Ten: I'm not leaving you. I never will.
Eleven: Of all the things that have happened lately, getting the chance to know you better has been one of the best. I'm very comfortable with you. I hope you feel the same!
Twelve: I never knew how to tell you I wasn't comfortable with the things you said to me. Now, I'm stuck in the sort of relationship with you I really wanted to avoid, just because I didn't know how to say no. This is a repeated theme, isn't it? I'm sorry that I wasn't honest with you from the start. Now, we're falling out of touch, and I hate to think it, but maybe that's alright. I hope that you remember me fondly enough, even if that's only because I never told you the whole truth.
Thirteen: I have a rule about internet relationships that is well documented and always upheld. But you're so fucking wonderful, I'd break it for you, if you were only to ask me to.
Fourteen: I don't know what I did in a past life to deserve you, but you are a ray of sunshine in my life, a person that I don't deserve but always needed. Just when I'm feeling down, you pop up and make me feel better about everything, just with a silly link or a picture or something that makes me remember the world is good. The thing I don't know how to say here, is thank you. So thank you for that, very much.
Fifteen: Quit with the asskissing. I'll like you a lot more if you're just yourself.
Sixteen: It's not cool to be cruel. I hope you stop soon, or I will say this in an unanonymous way.
Seventeen: Your ability to be sweet, patient and kind to absolutely everyone is genuinely amazing to me. Thank you for being patient with me, more than anyone else, just because I'm a little bit selfish. I hope you're always around, even when I let you down.
Eighteen: It's been years. I still miss you. I still regret it. It's growing more and more unlikely that you'll ever come back, but if you do, I'm still here. I'm not moving. I did you wrong, but I was young. But the one thing I never told you is that I was wholeheartedly, completely and utterly in the wrong. You weren't to blame. I am sorry.
Nineteen: I idolise you, and I'm not really sure why. When you say you like something I've done, it makes me really happy.
Twenty: Let's be friends, forever, even though you're a dork kid and I'm a douchebag.