I'm hurting you, or you're hurting me?
It doesn't matter, because in the corner of my mind I kinda know we won't fit that much, like I want to think.
I'm feeling sick, like I want to throw up.
Because I like you but I'm scared.
Maybe it's me loosing feelings instead? But I doubt it.
I'm too stupid to trust my love, that's my true problem, that I can't stay silent and accept that things are changing,
And today, I talked too much,
30th march,
I talked to much,
He won't like me the same way anymore, I trusted to much in him to understand me,
It's all my fault and I want to kill myself,
Because I like him and now he kinda made me feel dirty, like everything was my fault, about what that person did to me,
It's all my fault because I talk to much, isn't it?
Tell me you'll love me the same, please,
Tell me I'm still a cute girl, weird and funny,
Tell me you won't see his hands above me when you think about us,
Tell me,
Please,
I love you,
I love you
