A Minute Past Midnight

Yeah, it's a minute past midnight. And what am I doing? Writing on this blog, thinking of you. Thinking, hoping that you'd turn up tomorrow. Will you? I don't know. We'll see. I'd love it if you did though. You're probably sleeping right now, and you probably won't read this, so it won't matter much anyway, I guess. I won't type much...but...

Did you know, I brought chocolate to school today, just for you? I found Boosts in my pantry, and I took two of the mini ones. One for me, one for you. You were still sick. I had to eat them both, myself.

Even though I knew you weren't there, I still looked around at the end of the day. Hoping, you would somehow appear, and put a smile on my face. Something you're able to do so easily.

And though I've only known you about half a year, but hey, "Knowing someone's history is not the same as knowing someone's heart. Knowing someone the longest does not equal knowing them the best."

And hey, if you say you don't deserved to be loved, by me, or anyone else "But love is not flipping deserved. You don't deserve love. If love were deserved, it'd become approval. If love were merited, it'd be admiration. Love is not supposed to be deserved."

Love isn't deserved. Never. You don't deserve to be loved, neither do I, but I love you anyway. Despite your flaws, you're beautiful. Why? Because I think flaws have the power to make you beautiful. It's up to you to choose to use it to your advantage.

So use your flaws,
Be beautiful,
Weetyr

Note, this isn't directed to Anonymous alone, but to all of you who read as well : )

PS: Even though love isn't deserved,
I love you,
Anonymous.

PSS: And, if you do happen to read this blog, I hope you'll tell me. I would love to know what you think of it. When I sent you a couple of texts after our breaking, I didn't get a reply. I didn't know how you felt, I didn't know what you were thinking, and I wanted to, yet I didn't get a text back. Maybe I should have asked, although you didn't want to talk about it. But it's okay. I know why you wouldn't want to, and it's alright : ) No hard feelings : ) I know, I shouldn't expect anything, but please, if you ARE reading this, let me know you've read it. : )

As always, Weetyr.