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im back. just in time for another broken hearted entry.
i still find it irresistible to sleep without being cuddled
up to your shirt.
im pathetic. and you know it. and you like it.
i finally thought we were the couple we wanted to be,
but again i was wrong....
what pains me most is no matter how much you hurt me,
i come running back with open arms.
and i hate myself for that.
sometimes i feel like you're beating around the bush for reasoning.
like everytime this has happened.
my friends think im nuts for even caring anymore.
i think im madly in love.
and yes i did trust you, if i didnt trust you...
we wouldnt have been together for so long...
the only boys i love are the ones that make me cry.
and i hate that.
i hate that you still havent called me,
infact it drives me insane.
and im telling the bare truth on livejournal...
im sure someone will turn this around on me.
im sick of excuses for why things cant be.
even if they arent perfect.... or anywhere near perfect.
i definitely feel like im more in love with you, and love you,
more than you feel towards me, im almost positive.
because if it was so... then you wouldnt do this.
i wonder if you still keep it in your wallet,
or if my name is still on your wall...
probably hasnt been for months.
everything reminds me of you. and im sick of it.
im sick of association... but when it boils down to it.
im sick of being me.
i still find it irresistible to sleep without being cuddled
up to your shirt.
im pathetic. and you know it. and you like it.
i finally thought we were the couple we wanted to be,
but again i was wrong....
what pains me most is no matter how much you hurt me,
i come running back with open arms.
and i hate myself for that.
sometimes i feel like you're beating around the bush for reasoning.
like everytime this has happened.
my friends think im nuts for even caring anymore.
i think im madly in love.
and yes i did trust you, if i didnt trust you...
we wouldnt have been together for so long...
the only boys i love are the ones that make me cry.
and i hate that.
i hate that you still havent called me,
infact it drives me insane.
and im telling the bare truth on livejournal...
im sure someone will turn this around on me.
im sick of excuses for why things cant be.
even if they arent perfect.... or anywhere near perfect.
i definitely feel like im more in love with you, and love you,
more than you feel towards me, im almost positive.
because if it was so... then you wouldnt do this.
i wonder if you still keep it in your wallet,
or if my name is still on your wall...
probably hasnt been for months.
everything reminds me of you. and im sick of it.
im sick of association... but when it boils down to it.
im sick of being me.