12 February 2013
I am sit here on the bus, thinking how my life is just filled with songs about losing love even when your my first love. Then I see a couple kissing. I cry. I cry because not only do they love each other but they express it in there laugh, speech, smile and kiss. I then think about us. How I wish I was your first love, like you are mine. So that you would love me more. So that you would express your love and want to kiss me, call me, text me, want to be with me but I guess I just love you more. Or you just don't see how bad you hurt me, how alone I feel. I love you so much. I don't know what to do.
Innocent • Opuss № I