Aug 04, 2007 12:37
Sometimes it does hurt, after all.
After all, there are acquaintances one better hadn't met.
Experiences one better hadn't made.
Friendships that aren't what they seemed to be.
And rememberances one can't forget so easily.
Even if I thought it wouldn't be possible it seems like little by little, I'm starting to really hate you.
Because I know I shouldn't chase after you, but I can't help it.
And I know you do, too.
The only difference is that you're trying to hide and I don't.
And that you're the one who ran away. Not me. So why do you always blame me?
What the fucking hell!!