Aug 03, 2005 21:13
sometimes i don't even understand wht you do this. do you get some of sick pleasure from my pain. because if you do, please go some where else. it would make it easier on the both of us. i knew deep down the whole time that i was only kidding myself. when i was getting ready, i knew deep down it was all a lie. i knew you weren't going to call. i feel like child who super pumped, waiting by the window, but that person never showed up.
i don't wanna care so bad, but i can't. i thought i let go of it all, but i guess not because it still hurts.
just stop. please. don't say your sorry anymore because i know there just words with no meaning
i only think of you as breaking my heart...