Sorry, I still love you.

Your sense of humor is so warped. You’d send me memes of really fucked up shit, and I’d laugh, so I guess my sense of humor is also warped.

We had so much in common, but also had so many differences. You exposed me to various types of musics that I probably would have never even known about. You showed me video games that I’d never even consider playing, and even though I sucked you still laughed and watched as I continued to die, and die, and die. You introduced me to knew shows and I loved them, and you knew I would. You tried to get me into some anime, but I fell asleep; you didn’t mind though.

You weren’t bothered by the fact that I am absolutely horrible at cooking. You just watched as I made a fool of myself trying to make simple pizza rolls. Then you decided to help after I burnt my hand and spilled some of the pizza rolls in the oven. You weren’t mad though, you just laughed and I laughed, out of complete embarrassment.

I still write about you all the time. You’re my muse.

I’ve wrote horrible things, like how you’ve destoried me.

I’ve wrote lovely things, like how when I look into your eyes I feel like I’m looking into the universe, because that’s what you are to me.

I’ve wrote about how all I want is for you to be happy.

It seems like all I write about is you, and you don’t even care. But that’s fine.

I still see so much promise in you. I still see the good person that I know you to be. I see the guy who wants to make somethings of himself, even though he’s terrified as hell. I see the guy that doesn’t see how truly amazing his passion for art is, like for real I’m beyond impressed at you’re skills. I don’t see the guy who broke my heart. I don’t see the guy who may have been lying to me the whole time. I see the one who I had this fantasy of living in a dumb apartment but being happy, because we were together. We’d stay up playing video games and you’d laugh as I’d get pissed because I suck at playing them. We’d dance, horribly, in the kitchen, as the popcorn popped and then we’d watch stupid movies until the sun came up or we fell asleep.