I don't think this is considered stalking. I mean I did know you at one point. I used to be your only girl and now you are back whoring around, but it's fine, I am the screw up after all.
You look all fine with your jeans and wife beater. Your beanie is slipping from your head, but of course you know that. You always used it as an excuse for chicks to talk to you. That is how we met after all.
People are starting to talk. They say I've gone crazy. They say you have lost your happiness. Doesn't that make you happy? Knowing that you kept me sane. It makes me happy. Knowing that I made you happy.
YOU ARE READING
I Love You Baby
Short StoryMy parents warned me about the drugs in the street but never the ones with big brown eyes and a heartbeat. -Chuck Bass
