On another note. To someone else:
I am so sorry I can never be that to you. I am so sorry I can't return your feelings. And I am so sorry that I'm hung up on him ^^^.
I can not tell you how long I've wanted to hear you say that.
I can not tell you, how ever happy it would make me, how bad I'd be for you.
I REALLY hope you're the only one who still reads this, because it's only to you.
There's only one more thing I have to say:
I haven't stopped smiling since I read that blog post. You finally found someone else, someone to care about. I'd hoped to be the one you did care about, but i miss more than anything the friends we were before I told you my feelings.
THAT was the guy I want to be. THAT is who I want to be for you. THAT is when I was happy, you were happy, and we could lay in the floor and just talk.
Now, it's a chore to come up with chit-chat.
Maybe, just maybe we can mend what I broke. Maybe, just maybe we can be the kids we were?
But enough of that, I wish I could fit all that in a text, but fuck my phone.
I love you, Martin.
Smile:)?