An Order of Tears and Sorrow Please
People are right. Friendship is a hard thing to build. Harder to maintain, harder to understand.
For those who told me that keeping a friendship with an ex is difficult, I cannot believe how right you are.
No friendship is worth the friendship title if both parties put no effort into it.
I tried.
You were the one who complained that things would never be the same. Fact is, things are. I just stopped giving in that sense.
On the other hand, is it you who is not withering this down? By not talking, not caring, not wanting - what is this? Is this how you react?
I'm trying my damn best to talk to you like I normally do, and this isn't something I'm forcing myself to do.
If only you would give a stinking response voluntarily, maybe I wouldn't be wittingly putting this to the public.
Your values, outlooks, feelings, and self images of me - they're wrong and illogical, and I hope you know it.
I'm only caring so much about this freaking thing because I don't want to lose it.
If you lie inbetween your teeth without even blinking an eye, then I can't put up with this.
You persuade with words only, and nothing more needs to be said.
I can't trust anything you say.
Your expectations of what friends are is pathetic.
How you can let go so easily and grow so cold is beyond me.
I just hate the fact that I care when you really should be the one caring.
I didn't put you into the past.
I didn't even use you as a stepping stone.
Why are you so blind and naive and covered with darkness that that stops the beating of your heart and soul?
You're so indifferent, ex.
I thought you were different.
For those who told me that keeping a friendship with an ex is difficult, I cannot believe how right you are.
No friendship is worth the friendship title if both parties put no effort into it.
I tried.
You were the one who complained that things would never be the same. Fact is, things are. I just stopped giving in that sense.
On the other hand, is it you who is not withering this down? By not talking, not caring, not wanting - what is this? Is this how you react?
I'm trying my damn best to talk to you like I normally do, and this isn't something I'm forcing myself to do.
If only you would give a stinking response voluntarily, maybe I wouldn't be wittingly putting this to the public.
Your values, outlooks, feelings, and self images of me - they're wrong and illogical, and I hope you know it.
I'm only caring so much about this freaking thing because I don't want to lose it.
If you lie inbetween your teeth without even blinking an eye, then I can't put up with this.
You persuade with words only, and nothing more needs to be said.
I can't trust anything you say.
Your expectations of what friends are is pathetic.
How you can let go so easily and grow so cold is beyond me.
I just hate the fact that I care when you really should be the one caring.
I didn't put you into the past.
I didn't even use you as a stepping stone.
Why are you so blind and naive and covered with darkness that that stops the beating of your heart and soul?
You're so indifferent, ex.
I thought you were different.