troubled

day twenty

Jane

I don't want you to get hurt.

I know you will, though.

You may say that you aren't scared of anyone, or of anything.

You may act tough for everyone, but I know you really aren't that tough.

And when the time comes and I've moved on, don't you dare come and beg for me.

Because I gave you a chance and I cared for you when no one did.

I didn't hate you, when everyone did.

Even now, I do not hate you, even though I want to. So I could just stop caring about you and what it could've been.

Because bitch you got me fucked up.

So either you get your shit together and let me in, or say it's over.

Just know that once you decide, that'll be it.

-via (adorababe)