I don't know what to do anymore. Should I give up? Give in? Throw it all away? I don't want to.
I really can't decide how I feel anymore. I can't wait to go back to school, but I really want to enjoy the rest of my summer and look forward to coming home to visit. But will I have friends to visit? Will people care that I'm home? Will I care that I'm home? Will I come home? Is this my home? Has this ever been home? I wish I knew how to make everyone happy. If I had one wish, that would be it. No more tears. No more confusion. No more dislike/hate...Whatever. I just want you to be happy. But it hurts so badly realizing that you're happier without me.

I'll keep smiling. That's just what I do. If you need me, or anyone, for that matter, I'm here for you. You may not be my best friend and I may not be your best friend, but we had something. Something fun. Something good. I want to laugh with you again. I want it back, but it'll take time, I know. I wish I could read your mind and make you happy again.

PS. I didn't really write this with anyone particular in mind, so don't go assuming you know what I'm talking about. You might know, you might not. Just had to get that out there.