You tear me apart;
&& I don’t believe you realize that. You make me want to shoot myself in the fucking foot. I love you; okay? I’m fucking sick of you talking to other girls around me, flirting with them. It kills me, you must have noticed by now. I would, && have, gave up everything for you so why must you talk with all these, not to be mean, but fucking downright ugly bitches? You give me so many mixed signals it’s no wonder I’m an emotion fucking wreck.
I know you care, I can see it in your eyes, but you make it so hard to believe. One minute: we’re laughing, joking, sharing a cigarette. The next: We’re fighting, I’m throwing things, I call you a inconsiderate bastard && tell you to leave. I don’t want you to ever leave. I couldn’t handle it. You make me feel as close to normal as I can possibly get. You understand me so much more than any guy I’ve ever met; you’ve been in my position before.
That girl who took your capability to be in a relationship; I resent her so much. You told me today that if you would have never met her && met me, we’d have been together for years. That meant the world to me, I hope you know that. It just destroys me that she hurt you so bad. You don’t ever deserve to be treated like that. That’s why I treat you the best I can. I think; “maybe I can mend his broken heart by treating him like a damn prince. Maybe I can show him what a real relationship could be, if he just gave it a chance.”
You did give it a chance though. You fucked up so bad… I don’t understand why I want you so bad still. I don’t understand why I love you. Or why my heart aches when you’re not with me && I can’t sleep at night when you’re not home. I wish you would leave the past in the past.
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