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When I go to school I am looking forward to seeing you smile, to you making me laugh. Walking to class with you or you walking to class with me. Getting held by you just to look at each other and know its perfect. I can walk around school holding your hand with a huge smile on my face knowing that your mine and I'm yours. You understand me, you know how to calm me down when I'm in a state of mine that is uncontrollable. But when things aren't healthy between us everything goes bad.. Especially now, you talk about everything with my friends, and make me look like an asshole. You come up to me accusing me of how shitty I make you feel and all this stuff that's going on; how would I know since you don't talk to me about things that are so wrong. I always have to guess by your attitude or mood...Other people have to talk to you in order for you to even consider talking to me.

I am going to have friends and if there is something going to be wrong with the way I act with them and you don't like it why wouldn't you talk to me about it first like we have talked about before. But no you don't you jump to conclusions and yell and stop talking to me like we are in middle school again. I put myself in a situation that I don't have to but I do because I pray that someday it will all work out like we have planned for. You are not the person that just came into my life, you have been in it for longer than awhile. But the way things are going now it may be the end.