we're 22 now. 10 years since i fell for you and this whole twisted game you like to play with me. you always needed me to be there for you. while i just needed some good company. a never ending cycle of showing affection then taking it all back. showing me love when you need me to put the broken pieces of your life together. you were too shattered. i had to use my broken pieces to fix the mess you made. nothing you could do would stop the bleeding. you left me to bled out until i finally saw Gods imagine of love, my family and my support system. they were always there cleaning up the mess you started. love became clear to me. and you became a memory of what love isn't.
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The story of my life. Literally.
Randomgood guys are boring. the perfect guy doesn't seem to exist. this is my experience with boys over the years. Keep in mind we're all just heart break kids. this is real life shit that's going down. so ima update as things progress
