“Well, let it pass, he thought; April is over, April is over. There are all kinds of love in the world, but never the same love twice.”
I went so fucking far to please you. It makes me sick.
This is not going to make me happy. I can see where this is headed. I am going to be broken and left alone, like last time. Like every time. I need to get over me. I need to get over you. I need to get out to get back in. I can’t. I can’t give up. I need to, though. Save myself. But maybe, for now we can pretend. And I can try.
And right now, i don’t understand why you have this power over me.i don’t understand how it’s even possible for me to be scared of the possibilities of me losing you. This was not the plan i had in mind, i was not supposed to fall for you. But i am and today i cried over you. I called your friend and i asked him to help me because the thought of just not talking to you made my insides weak.
i wonder why i let you get this close. i thought i was strong, i thought the next time this wouldn’t happen but it has and i guess im not as strong as i thought i was. i guess i can’t hold my ground as much as i pictured and i guess i like you more than i bargained for. am i wrong? am i crazy?
i am all those things, aren’t i?
bogo issa, bogo.
🙁 🙁 🙁 🙁 🙁 🙁 🙁 🙁
i don’t even understand why i care anymore.