:(
There's a picture where we kiss, and a letter I haven't sent you. Your toothbrush in my bathroom and your movies in my living room. My room is full of you and me, but there's only me...and no you.
I'm not ready to write about it, maybe because I'm still dealing. Maybe because three months were enough to fall for you, and not enough to realize you were hurting because of me.
I'm not ready to play your game because games like this one are dangerous and hurtful, and I don't think I can put myself through it.
I'm not ready to write about it, maybe because I'm still dealing. Maybe because three months were enough to fall for you, and not enough to realize you were hurting because of me.
I'm not ready to play your game because games like this one are dangerous and hurtful, and I don't think I can put myself through it.