say what you're thinking
bleh. it seems too hard to say what i'm thinking.
the words are in my head somewhere. and the hurt. and the nostalgia.
and the broken heart is in my chest somewhere, and i keep thinking you'll find it. or notice. or care.
this is depressing. i should just stop trying. i'm the only one anyway.
"you probably won't remember. it's probably ancient history. i'm one of the chosen few who went ahead and fell for you. i'm out of bold, i'm out of touch, i fell too fast, i feel too much. i thought that you might have some advice to give on how to be insensitive."
the words are in my head somewhere. and the hurt. and the nostalgia.
and the broken heart is in my chest somewhere, and i keep thinking you'll find it. or notice. or care.
this is depressing. i should just stop trying. i'm the only one anyway.
"you probably won't remember. it's probably ancient history. i'm one of the chosen few who went ahead and fell for you. i'm out of bold, i'm out of touch, i fell too fast, i feel too much. i thought that you might have some advice to give on how to be insensitive."