see, I guess, that maybe, this stings so fucking much because I felt so highly about you. I thought you were this night and shining armour, and we'd be the "it couple." I came up with what I thought was a fool proof plan, and thought you'd enjoy it. Much to my surmise, youu rejected it; and in a sense I'm glad. Periodically, this wasn't meant to happen; you and I that is.
So I got to learn, move on, and just be happy that I didn't get a jackass like you, babe x
Have fun with whatever hoe you're stupid enough to date.
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Love // Thought
PoetryPoems about unrequited love, melancholia, and thoughts day-to-day (Updated randomly)
