I'm Nothing Special

This is driving me insane.

I don't want to be in love with you.

Please.

Do the memories mean anything to you?

Nope.

Everything that I thought was ours is bullshit.

You tease them all in the exact same way.

You treat me like absolute shit.

Somehow, my eyes still perceive you as a shining star.

A star I wish on.

A star I wish for.

What is wrong with me?

...

You are purposely hurting me to get rid of me.

I want to get rid of you.

How come I can't get rid of you?

I don't know.

There's a hope in my heart that keeps pushing.

That hope should be dead.

All my hopes with you should be dead.

Why do you do this to me?

I can't let you go, and I know you don't want me.

How is that my problem?

Those words came from your mouth and stabbed me like a knife.

I am absolutely nothing special to you.

Do I ever cross your mind?

No.

I feel pathetic for thinking about you all the time. It's a bad habit.

I know your secrets.

I know what has happened to you.

You choose to trust me.

I could expose the secrets... but I care too much.

I think, somewhere deep in your conscience, you care about me.

Sadly, I know you don't.

You don't give a shit about me.

You don't deserve what I've given up for you.

You don't deserve what I'm willing to give up for you.

I know you're not worth it.

I can't stop myself.

Once I set my eyes on something, I won't give up until I have it. Usually a useful trait, unless my eyes are set on something bad for me.

You are a drug.

Addicting.

I want to quit.

Even the thought of you makes me crave more.

I want to quit.