I've been here a while.. and you'll be here at the end
It's the little things.
It's always the little things.
The last time I cried for me and charlie, was when I read a line in a fic by Parker; where Harry and Hermione are fuck buddies and in a moment, lying on the bed, Hermione says "This is nice" and Harry tells her "This could be nice all the time" ... And I cried my heart out. In one of those literally heartbreaking, soul wrenching cries that, made me cover my mouth with my hand so no one in my house would wake up...
And it only took a line in a Hanson song to make my eyes tear up and my heart be furious and angry and frustrated that so many parts of me still love the idiocity of what we once had.
That so many stupid parts of me still love the idiot who never took us seriously... and that so many times confused me beyond imagination... and that I, so many times misled into thinking that, yes, we could remotely be just about the sex....
And I can't... I can't do it anymore. I... might be lonely, and tearful, and even depressed every now and then... But I'll hold on. I'll stay where I am right now.. because my treacherous heart will one day understand, that unless I get back exactly as I give, nothing will change.. and change, is what I need.
"Why did you, always want to fall apart? I know you. It's never gonna be enough. I know you. You'll always have my fading heart."
Yeah.. thanks Taylor. What a bitch, I'm So xposting some of this to blame Taylor.
It's always the little things.
The last time I cried for me and charlie, was when I read a line in a fic by Parker; where Harry and Hermione are fuck buddies and in a moment, lying on the bed, Hermione says "This is nice" and Harry tells her "This could be nice all the time" ... And I cried my heart out. In one of those literally heartbreaking, soul wrenching cries that, made me cover my mouth with my hand so no one in my house would wake up...
And it only took a line in a Hanson song to make my eyes tear up and my heart be furious and angry and frustrated that so many parts of me still love the idiocity of what we once had.
That so many stupid parts of me still love the idiot who never took us seriously... and that so many times confused me beyond imagination... and that I, so many times misled into thinking that, yes, we could remotely be just about the sex....
And I can't... I can't do it anymore. I... might be lonely, and tearful, and even depressed every now and then... But I'll hold on. I'll stay where I am right now.. because my treacherous heart will one day understand, that unless I get back exactly as I give, nothing will change.. and change, is what I need.
"Why did you, always want to fall apart? I know you. It's never gonna be enough. I know you. You'll always have my fading heart."
Yeah.. thanks Taylor. What a bitch, I'm So xposting some of this to blame Taylor.