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....Anymore
I cant believe how completely hopelessly irreversibly disgustingly
Pathetic
I am
I dont really know why I kept holding on to something that seemed near impossible.
I guess it was because I have never had anyone say that they love me before
Felt good.
Really good
Exceptionally good
And because of this I either ignored their advice or just didn't believe what they told me
I wanted to believe I was the one that was right.
You wouldn't Cheat or Lie or Break your promises
It was because in my sick and twisted fairy tale,
you were perfect
But then I was told somethings
Some bad things
And as usual I was ready to turn my back on them but it made me think.
I know nothing about you
I don't know where you are or how you have been
I don't know what you do while you are away
I don't know whats keeping you from leaving me a message every once in a while
I don't know what you are like in real life
I don't know what you think of me
I don't even know if those rumors are true
I
DONT
KNOW
ANYTHING
Yet you know everything about me
How does that work?
And here is the twist.
If I ask you, you wont answer. You just
-Say its nothing
-Say something very vague
- Change the subject
- or ignore me completely
Its like I dont know you at all
I am so sick and tired of being so confused
Of being told things about you and not knowing if they are right or wrong.
And I want to ask you but then I also know that you wont answer.
What I am saying is:
If you really feel that way about me.
If you care about me like you say you do
Tell me the truth
And dont keep me in the dark
(I wont reveal who this is aimed at. But those people should know who they are)
((And I cant believe I didn't swear once))