I don’t know why I ever fall for your bullshit. I actually thought you meant what you said this time around. I was wrong. Again. As always. You know me too well. You know how to pull me back in. I’m sure you’ve had enough practice. I’ve hit the point where I just have zero sadness. I feel more anger and dissapointment.
I’m not that same girl you used to push over. I’ve grown some balls to finally speak up for myself, and I would like to thank you for that.
When I walk away, please make it easy and don’t chase me.
Everything is different now. It doesn’t seem like you’re around as much.
I can’t even stand my fucking step mom. All you do is bitch at my dad for no goddamn reason and yet you can’t even let him sleep in peace for him to drive himself to the airport for 4 hours. It’s your fucking fault he has to do this anyway. You don’t do fucking shit. You don’t even speak to him in the car. All you do is stay on your phone and read your ass off. Learn to appreciate what you fucking have. Grow up and act your damn age. You’re not 5.
I don’t know what it is but something just does not feel right. I feel like what you’re saying you want is completely different from what you’re showing. I feel like I want it to be you that I’m happy with but something in me is saying, it’s not gonna happen. I wish we could go back to the way we used to be but it’s not even close to the same anymore. I hurts so much to admit this to myself. This is what I’ve been fearing of this whole time. This would be the very last thing I would ever want to feel. I honestly don’t want to believe this but it is what it is and I can’t take this anymore.
only if.
I’m getting attention from someone I don’t want. I want his efforts, to come from you. I love the fact that someone’s actually giving me attention.. and I haven’t been getting that from you lately. All I can do is wish that it were you but you are who you are and I can’t change that. I know you’re afraid of letting me go, but you’re right.. it is selfish of you. I want to be happy with you but we can only try so many times. When ever something about Love comes along, the only person I think about is you. When ever something of marriage comes along, I think about you. I just don’t think that’s how it is with you anymore. Our time will come but right now… It’s time for you to please, let me go because I’m tired of holding on.
