Ain't it funny how you wake up runnin' when it felt so right last night.
Guys are never the assholes. Girls are the stupid ones for believing them.
I had gotten to a place where no longer did I squirm over the sound of your name or smile at the sight of your text. It's honest to say, over every drop of stupidity running through my veins, I forgot who you were. You were the kind of person to always keep me on the edge of insanity. Just like the waves of an ocean, you'd come and go leaving me always so blind and in hopes that one day you'll stay for a while. I wished a little too hard, and I realized that when I watched you go. It hit me the moment we said our last goodbye; I was dumbest person for believing what was right in front of me because from that moment on, it was as if nothing happened. Oh, those are the worst: having your heart build up so much excitement and at the peak, just when it's getting up to the point of complete perfection, it knocks you down head first and slams you so hard you don't even know what hit you. A moment was the most you could ever expect from perfection, and that soon became one of the most hurtful aspects of life, especially when you thought you finally had complete grasp. The way you handled this situation just wasn't fair. You took advantage of the fact that I always ran after you when you called, and those two days weren't any different. I kept my composure and the more you smiled and the more you hugged me and the more I spent time with you, the more I came to believe that something could happen. With you asleep by my side, I was drawn by the touch of your hand on mine and the scent of your hair on my cheek. I goose bumped at the sight of you smiling in your sleep with your arms wrapped upon me like you never wanted to let go. If the dictionary was only an endless book of pictures, a flawless scene of that night would have been drawn next to the word "perfect". It couldn't have gotten any better. The best part? Waking up with our hands tightly holding one another, as if nothing had changed. As if from then on, we were gonna make it happen. The ride back was still just as great. We cuddled in the car and flashed multiple smiles that would leave me to blush at the equivalent shade of a ripe tomato. Testing your emotions, I'd back off to observe your actions and that just made you come on a little stronger. I was certain that you wanted me as much, or more or less so, as I wanted you. Then the cloudless night took over the golden sky and still, no star shone as bright as you made my heart glow that day. Nothing had ever shown that bright in the history of man kind. And because nothing gold stay, the sun rose and our memories vanished faster than they were created. I became part of the list of girls that will never mean anything to you, while you became the boy that I wanted more than anyone else. The boy who lead me on to the point where I put myself down because I should've known better. The boy who broke my heart faster than anyone has ever been able to accomplish. The girl who was so strong and who's heart had finally mended into steel....was heart broken yet again.
My moment of perfection is not worth feeling like shit half the time because one boy decided to finally push me off the cliff.
In conclusion? I'm a stupid stupid stupid girl.
I had gotten to a place where no longer did I squirm over the sound of your name or smile at the sight of your text. It's honest to say, over every drop of stupidity running through my veins, I forgot who you were. You were the kind of person to always keep me on the edge of insanity. Just like the waves of an ocean, you'd come and go leaving me always so blind and in hopes that one day you'll stay for a while. I wished a little too hard, and I realized that when I watched you go. It hit me the moment we said our last goodbye; I was dumbest person for believing what was right in front of me because from that moment on, it was as if nothing happened. Oh, those are the worst: having your heart build up so much excitement and at the peak, just when it's getting up to the point of complete perfection, it knocks you down head first and slams you so hard you don't even know what hit you. A moment was the most you could ever expect from perfection, and that soon became one of the most hurtful aspects of life, especially when you thought you finally had complete grasp. The way you handled this situation just wasn't fair. You took advantage of the fact that I always ran after you when you called, and those two days weren't any different. I kept my composure and the more you smiled and the more you hugged me and the more I spent time with you, the more I came to believe that something could happen. With you asleep by my side, I was drawn by the touch of your hand on mine and the scent of your hair on my cheek. I goose bumped at the sight of you smiling in your sleep with your arms wrapped upon me like you never wanted to let go. If the dictionary was only an endless book of pictures, a flawless scene of that night would have been drawn next to the word "perfect". It couldn't have gotten any better. The best part? Waking up with our hands tightly holding one another, as if nothing had changed. As if from then on, we were gonna make it happen. The ride back was still just as great. We cuddled in the car and flashed multiple smiles that would leave me to blush at the equivalent shade of a ripe tomato. Testing your emotions, I'd back off to observe your actions and that just made you come on a little stronger. I was certain that you wanted me as much, or more or less so, as I wanted you. Then the cloudless night took over the golden sky and still, no star shone as bright as you made my heart glow that day. Nothing had ever shown that bright in the history of man kind. And because nothing gold stay, the sun rose and our memories vanished faster than they were created. I became part of the list of girls that will never mean anything to you, while you became the boy that I wanted more than anyone else. The boy who lead me on to the point where I put myself down because I should've known better. The boy who broke my heart faster than anyone has ever been able to accomplish. The girl who was so strong and who's heart had finally mended into steel....was heart broken yet again.
My moment of perfection is not worth feeling like shit half the time because one boy decided to finally push me off the cliff.
In conclusion? I'm a stupid stupid stupid girl.