Why do I like you? You treat me like I don't even exist. I always have to say Hi to you first before you even acknowledge me. Then you give me a hug, if and when you feel like it. If it is such a chore to you why do you even do it? Just keep on going. Don't say a word, just walk on by. I will be hurt but why do something that you don't want to do. I am sorry for always stopping and talking to you, giving you hugs. I thought that we were friends; I know that we use to be. What has changed? I am sorry for always talking to you. I just don't understand. You say that we are friends. You said to me: Why are we friends? You are so sweet to me and I am such an ass to you and not call you when I say I will. But I love that we are friends. If you love that we are friends then why don't we hang out like friends do or talk more like friends. Maybe it would be different if I didn't go to school, but I doubt that it would. All guys are alike. I don't know what it wrong with me. I am sorry that I am not a size 4 and look like model. Maybe if I was maybe you would pay attention to me more and want to hang out with me outside of work. Why do I put so much effort and energy into this friendship and you don't put anything in to it.
But it is so hard to not talk to you or give you a hug, it is something about you. I don't know what it is. I hate the fact that I can't hate you. I don't know what it is and why I can't do it. Everyone wonders why I like you and why I am friends with you. I suppose I will never figure it out or you out. I stop feeling like this. Why should I care if you like me or not there are others that like me, that are my friends that will hang out with me. I don't know why I even try. I am just too damn nice. Why do I try so hard? I have to stop trying. I don't know what it is about you though. It's hard.
So I talked to last night, or should I say I was bugging you last night because it seem like you didn't want to talk. I don't know why I even give you the time of the day, but I do. I felt like I was bugging it could have been that you were busy which you were, but I don't know. When I told you that I was leaving on Sunday you didn't even seem disappointed. I shouldn't have expect to disappointed, you probably wouldn't have even noticed that I was gone if I didn't tell you last night. You still probably won't even know that I am gone once I am. I guess I am not that important to you as much as you are important to me. I shouldn't worry about you because everyone wonders why we are "friends." Frankly, I don't know why we are "friends." I don't know why I put up with your shit. I know that you aren't going to call so why did I do this to myself and get my hopes up when you say you will. I don't know why I sit around a wait for your call or for you to stop by; I know that it isn't going to happen. I am kidding
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