I Miss You - Part One.

I miss you.
I miss you and I can't help it but cry, and beg.
Beg for you to come back, beg for the world to be fair, beg for being enough.
Because I miss you - but I will never be enough for you.
And the worst fact is that I know it.
I am not like the other girls.
I don't like being called pretty.
I don't like roses.
I don't like when all guys look at me.
I like being called mad.
I like bluebells.
I like it when the guy I like looks at me.
I want to have an adventurous, passionate life with someone who appreciates me.
I'm not begging for love though.
I'm begging for you to come back.
Please.
I miss you.

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