I open my text messages hoping a message would've been left from you, Nothing.
Was I wrong to expect so much from someone barely trying? I was blinded by the rose colored glasses you had given me since we started talking.
I don't understand where i went wrong, why i hadn't listened to my intuition, my friends and those around me. I wanted to believe you were more than what they had said, i wanted to believe that you would catch me if i fall, but here i am picking up the pieces you promised you would never leave me in.
