Sometimes, I prefer speak in english 'cause this language don't make me think about you. It's stupid but I know that your english sucks and it's makes me smile to know that you won't understand anything. I know I should just stop think of you but, I don't know why I can't. You're just like my favorite person. Even if you're the one who'd hurted me the most. I've start to think that I hate you now, but it's still hard to realize. You were... like, made for me. And know you're a stranger and what I have seen of you was... How to say that. You seem like you're unrespectful and other thing I hate about people. I'm very disapointed to see I was wrong.But after all, it's not the first time I'm wrong! I hope this time it's a lesson learned. I hope I'll forget you and met new persons. For now, it's not easy. I feel lonely... This word sounds so pathetique that I ashamed to say it.
Well, I wish you anything. Just improve your english!
... Je me demande meme pourquoi je t'aime, toi qui te moques de moi et de tout.