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A letter for somebody I love...
I don't believe it's sad. I don't think it is. I don't see why you go around complain when I feel so much worse then you.
I won't talkt about it. I won't tell you how I feel. Not untill you see how bad I feel.
Sure, I can put up with a fake smile and a fake personality. But that is not really me. I can lie right up to your face but when you find out the truth you will be angry and you will wonder why I didn't tell you.
I tell you now, It's becuse you complain to much and you would never understand me. I don't want to bother you with my life becuse I don't want you to see that side of me.
When you complain about your life I listen and try to help ypu, but inside I'm breaking apart and I hate you for not seeing that.
The truth is I tried to tell you but you didn't listen. The truth is I want you to knoe. The truth is I love you anyway.
I know I can be mean and I know I can make you sad, but I really do love you. I love your smile and when you are happy or when you cry I think you are the most beautiful person in the world. Your friendship is my everything.
I feel bad both inside and outside. I can't tell you how I feel becuse I know you won't understand. I just know that this letter will make you angry and sad and dissapointed in many ways. But don't hate me. Please don't, becuse I love you more then anything else in the hole world.
I hope you understand and don't forget me.
With love,
you know who
Annons