its not that the clouds are in the way. its that i miss the sun.
its not that i cant hear you, or dont understand you. its that cant bear to hear what you have to say.
its not that life sucks today and woe is me. its that yerterday was fantastic and missing it is easy.
its not that liking boys sucks. its that liking the wrong boy at the wrong time can really really hurt.
its not that im mad at you. its that im sad with myself.
its not that im sad i didnt get what i wanted despite my valiant efforts. its that you continue to get what you want effortlessly
and yes because we are girls we get emotional. and yes sometimes i really want to punch you. hard. but tomorrow is something new. tomorrow is a clean white canvas. and i look forward to painting a better picture.
its notthat i dont like you. its that i love you.
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