All I can think about is how we used to be. You are always on my mind, even if it’s on the back burner. I could be just chilling with friends and the thought of you pops up. It takes all of my willpower to not talk about you because I know they’re all tired of listening to the same old sad story. It sucks. I just want to be with you again. All of this is hurting my pride because I told myself that I’d never plead to be with someone who doesn’t want me but still, I find myself wishing for you to be by my side again every 11:11. I find myself crying over you and with each instance, I lose respect for myself.
So tell me, is this love or is it just desperation?