nrrdygrrl

I guess this is a good place to confess things. Especially because certain people I have a distaste for won't see it here.

An almost-married like myself should not have to suffer heartbreaks like this. After all, I've already found the person I want to spend my life with. I guess this is the trouble that comes with falling in love, to some degree, with everyone you consider near and dear.

Ryan, I know you'll never see this, but oh my god do I miss you. I hope you remember that I wasn't just some crazy girl who wanted in your pants. We were practically a couple, but we were never involved--sidekicks, perhaps? I think about you every day, whenever I hear songs we both like, whenever I watch a horror flick.

Now I've started writing poems about you, so you know it has to be bad. I hope you don't just disappear. That's why I text you sometimes. It's why I will not let go right now. You can't just ditch your best friend from college.

And when I think of how you used to be all "For those I love, I will sacrifice" and such, I know you wouldn't just leave me in the dust.

I hope that we are just bad at keeping in touch with each other. Someday I'll bump into you at some show and it'll be perfect.

I hate having to miss you.

(Dear Readers: I apologize for the emo, but I'm a poet. What do you expect?)