Nov 25, 2006 18:07
... leaves before she is left.
Until recently- I stood up for what I believed in. I stood up for myself. I always said what I was on my mind. I had to be convinced to give an apoligy. I hardly ever let anything bother me. I was proud. And content- for awhile I had direction and comfort, I even felt safe. I never backed down. I had control.
Until recently- I knew the kind of girl I would be in a relationship. The kind that listens and understands, but doesn't let a boy walk all over her. The kind that's nervous to meet the parents, but wants to see them again. The kind that would never let any boy touch her. The kind that doesn't stand to be talked to and treated disrespectively. The kind that doesn't stay with a boy whose "never" stayed faithful to a girlfriend.
And this is more difficult than I thought it would be.
I just want to hear the truth. And get revenge, as immature as that is.
It's you. It's them. It's being here in Loveland, and still having to go back to Durango.
I've been using alcohol as a way to put me to sleep.
Too proud to believe you won't let me down.
So I'll stick around til you get around- to me.
And somehow I let a boy get the best of me.