I should never have cared.
but I did care.
I cared a lot.
and I still fucking care.
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that's the problem.
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that's the problem.
here we go again, with your mixed signals and my second-third-fourth-fifth or many times thoughts.
it's funny how we always find ourselves wanting to run back to the ones we used to love, for some reason, thinking it would work out differently the second time.
and for even though the promise was already broken, I still expect it to be done. idiot?
You were never supposed to mean this much to me, and I was never supposed to fall so hard.
But I did. and that's what keeps me holding on because it hurts like hell to let you go.
Without even realizing it, you thought me a lot of things.
But I did. and that's what keeps me holding on because it hurts like hell to let you go.
Without even realizing it, you thought me a lot of things.
it's over. it's enough. pretending that feelings aren't there doesn't make them go away.
but I need to move the fuck on.
the biggest problem is, I still....................loveyou.
