but she loved you.she is the girlthat doesnt want you to fall in lovewith her. the one thatwears dirty red ribbons in her hairbecause she feels like shedeserves the dirty feeling.she is the one thatwill not wait for youeven if you waited forever for her.she doesnt think she deserves you.and this is going to break her,slowly, and shes going to biteher tongue and bleed becauseshes sorry she ever wasted your time.
months of the year.october:was when i met you.we were in a coffee shop. it was stuffy and crowded, but it smelt like hope and the coffee was decent.you sat down next to me, quietly, and neither of us said anything as you watched my coffee get cold.'why?' you asked softly.'i don't like getting burned.'it's a shame i ended up getting burned anyway.--november:i had this incredibly eccentric neighbor.she put her christmas lights up at the beginning of november. i never understood why.most of the lights ended up dying by december.and then i thought of the lights as the important people in my life, and i thought it was ironic how, in the end, they always ended up dying or leaving, too.--december:the first night it snowed that year, you brushed my hair out of my eyes and smiled. i asked, 'what are you smiling about?'you said, 'i know what my new year's resolution will be.'i asked, 'what?'you said, 'i'm going to be more careful. my goal is to not break anything out of clumsiness.' and suddenly,