(no subject)
I hate feeling I get when I think of you.
I hate how I still think of something that happened and smile...
even though I know now that your actions were most likely not genuine.
I hate that I was actually starting to fall for you &
you probably had no real feelings for me at all.
why do I put myself in these situations?
why did I think I could trust you.
you take my hand.. and pull me in your direction constantly finding away to take yourself out of the mess you made.
I hate how I still think of something that happened and smile...
even though I know now that your actions were most likely not genuine.
I hate that I was actually starting to fall for you &
you probably had no real feelings for me at all.
why do I put myself in these situations?
why did I think I could trust you.
you take my hand.. and pull me in your direction constantly finding away to take yourself out of the mess you made.