I just want to feel pretty.
That moment when you realize where your heart truely lies…
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I’m giving everyone the signs. I’m giving them all the clues, yet no one calls me out on it. If people sat down and thought about it for a few seconds they would realize who my heart is still faithful to. They would realize how pathetic and spineless and stupid I truly am.
Fighting every weekend is not okay. I don’t want to walk away but it’s pretty easy when you push me away this hard all the time. You won’t lay in bed with me. Instead you choose to watch the office. If this doesn’t stop i’ll have to leave you.
Given the chance I would fall into your arms with no hesitation.
Yet another night crying over you. Honestly I still have so many feelings, but not a single one matter.
I said I’ll never let you go and I never did.
So many memories flood my mind all of the time. I’m still hurting, and probably will be for awhile. I just want to be okay again. Not questioning every move I make and everything I say. I want to be able to talk to my best friend about it, but my best friend is the one i’m hurting the most by feeling this way.