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  • missqueenc 3d

    If I died tonight this letter is to you, the sadnest part is; you never knew the truth.
    I wish it was you, but I know that we aren't meant to be, and that's why I let you free. I want you happy and if that means I'm alone for awhile, than that's the sad love song that plays loud. My heart screams your name, and I know that nothing will ever stays the same. I have dreamt of you, but for reasons that are unknown you don't want to see the clues. You don't feel the same way, and I understand that for now, I just wish that you knew that I wasn't okay. I wish you felt the way about me that you do her, I just feel like my life is a curse. I have felt this way for many of years, my heart runs in fear, and I want to cry every time you talk about her, I know that's what you prefer. I'll probably never get over you, but that's something I'll have to chew. You're the first guy I have ever loved, but I guess that wasn't enough. I have always dreamt of the day you and I would be together, but in my dreams would our love last forever. If I die tonight just know that it was, it has always been you that I choose.

  • missqueenc 2w

    "Are you really not going to finish the book?" She asked me. Well, I finish the book I'm no longer afraid.
    ©missqueenc

    On my Facebook

  • missqueenc 4w

    Can I forget your name? Can I forget your face? Can I forget everything there is about you? Can I forget the way I feel for you? Can I own up and talk to you? I can't!

  • missqueenc 4w

    You are not losing at something God is telling you — you can win.
    ©missqueenc
    On my Facebook

  • missqueenc 4w

    Never give up on a girl that would walk through fire for you.
    ©missqueenc

  • missqueenc 4w

    My heart sings to a song that has your name writing all over it.
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  • missqueenc 4w

    When I think of you I smile, and I sometimes wonder why, until your name lingers into my mind. I still dream about you, and in a million ways I wish you did to.
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  • missqueenc 5w

    I wonder why? Maybe than I'll get the answer I'm looking for, maybe than I'll find peace at the question why. I think about you daily and I have to admit ... I try not to. I wish there was a way to train your mind to not like someone in a way that you wish was different. If I had a chance to change things, I wouldn't. I wish I had one chance to tell you, maybe than things would be different

  • missqueenc 6w

    Maybe why?

    I think about you time to time, and sometimes I wonder why. I start to wonder to myself, maybe I should have made my feelings clear. Maybe I should have told you from the start, but now I'm just left in the dark. I wonder if I would be enough, but than I remember the words my mother spoken, that looks isn't a must. I still think about you time to time, I think maybe I needed a break from reality, until everything started to make sense to me I realized that I think of you more than anyone I knew before, I try and try daily to change my mind but I can't as the time passé without a clue of why? Let me speak from my heart and make a brand new start, Lord allow me to see the light within the darkness of my life. Allow me to see why, but with time I'll see my life change with your healing hands, maybe all it takes is time. Let me see why I think of him more than I do the other, maybe than I'll slowly find my cover.
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  • missqueenc 8w

    I sometimes look at your page and see your face. I wish I could somehow reached though the page and express my words, and they wouldn't be so faded. I wish in some ways I could count down the minutes to the day that your name don't cross my mind. I honestly wish that I could go a day, a week or even a month without the thought of you. I wish that you felt the same way, but I was 18 when you made your pass. I was a child, I was still learning how to live my life, I didn't understand at the time. I now do, I'm older now, and I regret that day. I regret not being able to tell you how I felt. I guess now I'll never be able to tell.
    ©missqueenc