I spend days crying trying to figure out why I would ever let someone in who I know could hurt me. Meanwhile other days im giddy about the fact that I will see him tonight.
I mean absolutely nothing to this person but I hope that one day I would mean something.
They say hope breeds disappointment and I am over filled on hope when it comes to this relationship, though not a romantic one.
I sometimes think people should accept that when someone tells you “he’s not good enough for you” you should remember that someone could be telling him the same thing.
And as much as we would like to believe there is someone out there who is going to be better for us, there is also someone out there who is better than us.