Friends with benefits
I don't know how it all ended up this way. We were supposed to be friends, but it didn't stop there, did it? It evolved to something else, we evolved to something else, and sometimes I wish that I had used my brain instead of my heart and disengaged you from the start - correction; sometimes I wish we'd never even met.
You've hurt me in so many ways, I'll never forget about that one night when we were at the same party and you went into the bathroom with one of my girl friends. As I pressed my ear against the bathroom door I tried hard to convince myself that I didn't care about you two at all. I almost managed to convince myself to believe that the night before we had spent together, meant as little to me as it did to you.
Little did I know that I'd give in to you a second time just a couple of weeks after you broke my heart for the first time. Little did I know that I'd be spending countless sleepless nights in your bed, thinking about the small of your back, touching the small of your back. Little did I know that I'd be spending and equal amount of nights in my own bed, thinking about you, thinking about our so called friendship and of course; over analyzing your words.
I love falling asleep next to you, cheek to cheek, with your warm breath brushing against my skin. I can spend hours playing 'connect the dots' on your back. Sometimes I end up with star signs, and sometimes I end up trying to decipher some secret code. But you usually interrupt me by pulling me closer or by breathing warm air into my neck, sending shivers down my spine.
You've been with me through my highest of highs, and my lowest of lows. And they've all happened because of you. You are my best friend, my other half, I love you in more ways than just one, and sometimes I think you love me back. What I need is a sign. Please, just give me a sign.
You've hurt me in so many ways, I'll never forget about that one night when we were at the same party and you went into the bathroom with one of my girl friends. As I pressed my ear against the bathroom door I tried hard to convince myself that I didn't care about you two at all. I almost managed to convince myself to believe that the night before we had spent together, meant as little to me as it did to you.
Little did I know that I'd give in to you a second time just a couple of weeks after you broke my heart for the first time. Little did I know that I'd be spending countless sleepless nights in your bed, thinking about the small of your back, touching the small of your back. Little did I know that I'd be spending and equal amount of nights in my own bed, thinking about you, thinking about our so called friendship and of course; over analyzing your words.
I love falling asleep next to you, cheek to cheek, with your warm breath brushing against my skin. I can spend hours playing 'connect the dots' on your back. Sometimes I end up with star signs, and sometimes I end up trying to decipher some secret code. But you usually interrupt me by pulling me closer or by breathing warm air into my neck, sending shivers down my spine.
You've been with me through my highest of highs, and my lowest of lows. And they've all happened because of you. You are my best friend, my other half, I love you in more ways than just one, and sometimes I think you love me back. What I need is a sign. Please, just give me a sign.
Well of course. That's not what I meant at all.
Mr. Teatime, May 5th, 2010 at 05:57:35pm
well. backstabbing friends is one of the things in this world that makes me sad
MiaThisIsUrgent., May 5th, 2010 at 05:10:02pm
:/ Miaa don't be sad
Mr. Teatime, May 5th, 2010 at 02:19:28pm
well obviously I know that :/
MiaThisIsUrgent., May 5th, 2010 at 01:51:06pm
... Then in all honesty she's not a friend worth having.
Mr. Teatime, May 5th, 2010 at 10:21:08am
she did know, she was the only one who knew.
MiaThisIsUrgent., May 5th, 2010 at 10:16:53am
i am basically in this situation. and it truthfully sucks.
Fun Ghoul, April 28th, 2010 at 09:44:05pm
Kick him so hard in the groin he pukes up his own testicles.
TO BE DELETED, April 28th, 2010 at 12:41:53pm
You should punch him. And I hope your friend didn't know about your feelings for this person.
Mr. Teatime, April 28th, 2010 at 10:13:24am