Goodbye.

Happy late birthday. You think I forgot huh... well no. Right when the week started, you were on my mind all the time, and even before that. Maybe I should stop thinking about you cause you probably hate me by now. You deleted everything and blocked me out of your life. I should be happy that you're moving on cause you deserve the best. I want to talk to you but it seems like I always find a way to stop myself since I know that you grown to dislike me by now anyways. I'm probably categorized as "grimey" for this and that. I disappeared right, but how can I just come back when things aren't exactly so easy, when I love you and you love me too but I'm so utterly stupid? Sometimes I would just be frustrated at myself and think of how did something amazing as that ended up like "this?" Why couldn't we just be together and happy like we planned in the beginning. Why did it just crash down like that? How come you told me everything you felt so late? Did you really have to think about it? Or are you just saying that to cover what you really felt. I don't know.... I hope that where ever you are, or end up to be. That you're okay. That you're happy. That one day you'll find someone truly wonderful as you are to me. That you won't ever be tired. That they'll be exactly what you wanted cause I'm obviously not. I'm sorry for everything... I am a complete mistake.