or so i thought

[failingsilver]

a month...of re-adjusting, re-loving...

i had no idea.

why did it have to end.

why did i have to give my heart back to him?

why?

what can come from this? what can be good?

another broken heart?
i used to think eveything happened for a reason, but nothing...nothing good can come from this...

i thought he changed...he did. sort of...he cut his hair, he wore nice clothes, he too k me out...

he says he donest know if he likes me anymore...

i told him from the begining that i didnt that this to happen again. and again it does.

why...

my heart isnt a yo-yo to be yanked up and down!

how can i be mad. looking into his wet deep blue eyes?
how i can i be mad?

i let myself go.
i let myself dive into mysterious waters without knowing how deep or what was in them.

i wanted to be a new blank page...no memories a new chalk board, however...i just found myself writing on already written words...

this hurts so much.

i knew before, i knew it would end he was horrible and i was a wreck...

but this? this was so fresh so new i had no idea he felt this way...

he told me my kiss didnt feel the same

damn