Dear anonymous,
Is this Love? Is this Hate? Is it Desire? Is it the want of revenge? Or is it just wild jealousy?
I'm dying to know what was that feeling I felt when I saw you with that person..
If I really loved you, I'd run to you when I heard you were crying. If I hated you, I would laugh at you. If I wanted you I would've went behind her. If I wanted revenge, I would've made your life a nightmare and made you cry blood. If I was jealous, then I would've simply argued with her. I give her my permission, but it still could be the last option.
I don't know what are we doing to each other anymore.
I don't know what we are to each other anymore, either.
Yours previously,
Rosie.