so about yesterday...
i found out you told him,
he who then told everyone a different story
i didn\'t \"ask you out\"
you already knew my feelings.
you got mad at me and used your words to hurt me,
because you don\'t want me to hurt and you actually do love me?
how could that be possible when you just said \"you get too emotional\", \"I only put you with me, so nobody else had to deal with you\", \"it isn\'t your thing\", you told me you \"were done with being dishonest and nice.\"
but when I told you it\'s not possible that you love me if you think this way, you said it.
\"I still do love you\"
its strange how people change so fast
you used to be kind and caring
you bought me things I didn\'t need, unexpectedly,
you would text me every day, and tell me about your life
when I asked why you still have the note I gave you in your locker, you said \"I ask myself the same question every time I open it\"
and now look at you.
look at us.
what happened?
I didn\'t ask to be in your life.
i guess the reason I talked to you again, was because...
i want you to feel sorry.
i want to know if this hurts you as much as it hurts me.
because look at me.
i am torn apart.
i am too young to be broken
i guess we all are
nobody was ever ready for love
maybe I never will be.