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the more i think about it, the angrier i get.
i had fun this weekend. i really did. i talked with my best friend, and my brother and they really helped me edge closer to knowing that i'm not going to feel like this forever.
but it hurts like hell now.
i've decided that i'm the saddest because i thought i knew you, and i thought you were different.
you're just like everyone else. ready to drop me, even when i give it my all.
grass is always greener i suppose..
i have a lot of things going for me right now,
my plays
great parents
good friends who want to keep me busy
plenty of schoolwork to distract me
colleges to look at
on and on.
and i hate that i waste anymore of my time thinking about you with her.
but i can't help it. it sits in my head and taunts me.
i got upset because of a picture. just because i knew where it was taken.
not in my passenger seat anymore...remember the song?
it'll go away eventually i'm sure.
the urge to look, and make myself more upset will pass.
the want to hear your voice will go away too, i'm sure.
i want to hate you.
and the more i think about things, the closer i get.
i deserved better.
i deserve better.
the person i loved is gone now, replaced with someone i don't know at all.
maybe i can find comfort in that.
i had fun this weekend. i really did. i talked with my best friend, and my brother and they really helped me edge closer to knowing that i'm not going to feel like this forever.
but it hurts like hell now.
i've decided that i'm the saddest because i thought i knew you, and i thought you were different.
you're just like everyone else. ready to drop me, even when i give it my all.
grass is always greener i suppose..
i have a lot of things going for me right now,
my plays
great parents
good friends who want to keep me busy
plenty of schoolwork to distract me
colleges to look at
on and on.
and i hate that i waste anymore of my time thinking about you with her.
but i can't help it. it sits in my head and taunts me.
i got upset because of a picture. just because i knew where it was taken.
not in my passenger seat anymore...remember the song?
it'll go away eventually i'm sure.
the urge to look, and make myself more upset will pass.
the want to hear your voice will go away too, i'm sure.
i want to hate you.
and the more i think about things, the closer i get.
i deserved better.
i deserve better.
the person i loved is gone now, replaced with someone i don't know at all.
maybe i can find comfort in that.