Because I can't. I've had enough of them. I can't deal with bạn anymore. EVER. So why don't bạn just leave me the f*** alone. And get one with your life like you're so tempted to do?
1.Because I'm not going to cry when bạn leave. I won't cry for a lowly peasant/serf. Because I'd hate to waste my tears on someone who doesn't give two shits about me.
And I sure as hell cry when I need to keep talking to bạn pretending like I don't know anything about all the goddamned mendacity I've always known about.
2. Because it hurts. Each. And. Every. Time. I don't know why bạn think I'm stupid because I'm not. I know all the shit bạn smile and tell me. I spent quite some time getting the armor I have around me to its present strength. A lot of time. And a lot of tears. And I hate it when bạn become a chink in the armor bởi pretending you're a friend.
3. Because bạn will never, NEVER EVER care about me the way I care about you. I consider bạn my friend. bạn don't. bạn never did. And that, believe me, is the worst thing to deal with. It takes a lot of effort to nuốt, nhạn all of the đắng, cay đắng resentment from that fact in and smile at bạn like nothing ever happened.
4. Because I preferred my life when it meant only 10-15 of my closest Những người bạn and a hell lot of 2D people. Because, those 10-15 people have proved their trustworthiness over quite a few years. And 2D people never hurt me. And bạn didn't need to step in and spoil that perfect world bởi messing up my life.
5. Because I won't hate my trashy innocence. I won't. I won't. I WON'T. I like the person I am. Even if she's naive and crazy and bipolar. I like who I am. And I don't want to hate myself because you caused me pain.
1.Because I'm not going to cry when bạn leave. I won't cry for a lowly peasant/serf. Because I'd hate to waste my tears on someone who doesn't give two shits about me.
And I sure as hell cry when I need to keep talking to bạn pretending like I don't know anything about all the goddamned mendacity I've always known about.
2. Because it hurts. Each. And. Every. Time. I don't know why bạn think I'm stupid because I'm not. I know all the shit bạn smile and tell me. I spent quite some time getting the armor I have around me to its present strength. A lot of time. And a lot of tears. And I hate it when bạn become a chink in the armor bởi pretending you're a friend.
3. Because bạn will never, NEVER EVER care about me the way I care about you. I consider bạn my friend. bạn don't. bạn never did. And that, believe me, is the worst thing to deal with. It takes a lot of effort to nuốt, nhạn all of the đắng, cay đắng resentment from that fact in and smile at bạn like nothing ever happened.
4. Because I preferred my life when it meant only 10-15 of my closest Những người bạn and a hell lot of 2D people. Because, those 10-15 people have proved their trustworthiness over quite a few years. And 2D people never hurt me. And bạn didn't need to step in and spoil that perfect world bởi messing up my life.
5. Because I won't hate my trashy innocence. I won't. I won't. I WON'T. I like the person I am. Even if she's naive and crazy and bipolar. I like who I am. And I don't want to hate myself because you caused me pain.
I keep my hộp thư đến empty, except for all your messages. I feel like a loser, but I read them when I'm sad.
I've stalked you...Quite a few times, actually. Sometimes, I feel annoyed when a part of the conversation is in messages.
I often dream of you. Even though they'll never come true... Like those times when I dream that we're together again.
To everyone, I'm over you. But you're the root of my saddest poems...
I often pray we'll be back again. Then, look back and think we won't.
I have a yêu thích memory of you. The only one I refuse to ever cry about. That's the only one untouched bởi the gần đây turn of even between us.
Lastly, bạn were probably my first love... I know how wannabe I sound. But that's something I believe.
I've stalked you...Quite a few times, actually. Sometimes, I feel annoyed when a part of the conversation is in messages.
I often dream of you. Even though they'll never come true... Like those times when I dream that we're together again.
To everyone, I'm over you. But you're the root of my saddest poems...
I often pray we'll be back again. Then, look back and think we won't.
I have a yêu thích memory of you. The only one I refuse to ever cry about. That's the only one untouched bởi the gần đây turn of even between us.
Lastly, bạn were probably my first love... I know how wannabe I sound. But that's something I believe.
(Eh God...it still exists...I wrote this one back in 8th when I had this humungous crush on an anime boy....It still exists...*embarrassed* Oh lord)
Everytime I see you,
Everytime bạn smirk,
There's only a single câu hỏi on my mind,
why couldnt it be bạn and me,
For ever and eternity,
why couldn't it be bạn and me,
why did she have to come in between?
Why couldn't it be bạn and me, for ever and eternity??
Everytime bạn walk with her,
Everytime bạn ignore me,
I try to hide a tear,
And I dream of asking you.......
Why couldn't it be bạn and me,
for ever and eternity,
why couldn't it be bạn and me,
why did she have to come in between?
Why couldn't be bạn and me, for ever and eternity
Everytime I see you,
Everytime bạn smirk,
There's only a single câu hỏi on my mind,
why couldnt it be bạn and me,
For ever and eternity,
why couldn't it be bạn and me,
why did she have to come in between?
Why couldn't it be bạn and me, for ever and eternity??
Everytime bạn walk with her,
Everytime bạn ignore me,
I try to hide a tear,
And I dream of asking you.......
Why couldn't it be bạn and me,
for ever and eternity,
why couldn't it be bạn and me,
why did she have to come in between?
Why couldn't be bạn and me, for ever and eternity
