dianarodriguez

21. Texas. Telle, the dog. Music.

Suddenly you’re 21 and you’re screaming along in the car to all the songs you listened to when you were sad in middle school and everything is different but everything is good.

I started packing and came across this. I hate that you tried so hard to make me happy when we were not together and when we finally were, you just gave up. I don’t know why I still care. You’re no good for me. You’re no where near what I’ve always dreamed of having and yet here I am wishing you were still mine. I’m sorry I wasn’t a tall model, covered in tattoos wanting to live the “rock n roll” lifestyle. I’m sorry I called you out on all of the stupid shit that you did, I just wanted you to be a better person. I’m sorry I never wanted to learn how to play your nerdy games. I’m sorry I was always at work. I’m sorry I couldn’t give you a home. I’m sorry I wasn’t good enough for you. You completely destroyed my self esteem and I still don’t understand how. I miss you so much but I think I’m finally ready to let go. I’m ready to start this new adventure without you and be happy on my own.

I started packing and came across this. I hate that you tried so hard to make me happy when we were not together and when we finally were, you just gave up. I don’t know why I still care. You’re no good for me. You’re no where near what I’ve always dreamed of having and yet here I am wishing you were still mine. I’m sorry I wasn’t a tall model, covered in tattoos wanting to live the “rock n roll” lifestyle. I’m sorry I called you out on all of the stupid shit that you did, I just wanted you to be a better person. I’m sorry I never wanted to learn how to play your nerdy games. I’m sorry I was always at work. I’m sorry I couldn’t give you a home. I’m sorry I wasn’t good enough for you. You completely destroyed my self esteem and I still don’t understand how. I miss you so much but I think I’m finally ready to let go. I’m ready to start this new adventure without you and be happy on my own.