door notes

You’re my wonderwall. And I can’t fully express how much you mean to me.

But I can’t shed this feeling…that every once in a while, I feel as though you’ve forgotten about me. It’s momentary and fleeting and usually when I’m already in a crappy mood.

So is this my fault? Your fault? It’s no one’s fault. It’s just a sign that we need to TALK. Take one hour out of our busy schedules and talk about us.

You are not my life. You are IN my life, but very much so. You are my best friend, not to mention a buddy. But I have other friends and family and a past and goals and dreams and failures. It is not that I want to erase all of those things, I merely want to incorporate you into it all. I have found something so great in you. Something really rare. I would like to think you’ve found the same in me, but to do so would be conceited.

And I don’t like to assume.

I know you have other friends and family and a past and dreams and goals and fears and disappointments. You don’t want to forget these things and I don’t want you do. And you have brought me into your world, there is no doubt about that.

I do not want to be in your way. I know I’m not, but I never want to be. Does that make sense? I hope so. I just do not want to be forgotten.

My feelings have not changed. They continue to grow each day. It’s just hard to hear that loud silence after I say it. A loud silence that used to be filled with a mirror image of my words.

I’m just…confused.