ashley, 9:49 am
this time i was sure,
that it was more, that it was different
that i wasn't just another girl
that i was more, and i was confident
cuz he said all the right things to me
telling me i meant the world
i made him feel all warm and fuzzy
i wasn't just another girl
'we can take this at your pace' he said
'whatever you want my girl'
'i wouldn't pressure you to do anything'
i felt my heart unfurl
he was really really good
and after the first time i didn't think i could
but i did, i fell, again
and this time i thought it would
be different, be real
but i really couldn't tell
he was so hard to read
so hard to understand
i never should have fell
paranoia seeps in to cloud my mind
and i can't think
or breathe
or speak
or understand
so i scream
at him
he's done with me i think
i kinda saw it coming
i felt it in my gut deep down
i knew he'd no longer be around
what a stupid little girl
so sure, and so confident
how selfish was it for her to think
that she'd be any different
