I knew it the moment I first started talking to him that he was only flirting with me because I was convenient, but damn at that moment I craved even the slightest attention, and I was willing to take whatever I could get. I wanted someone to make me feel special, even if it was just for a little while, even if it was by a boy who never deserved me to begin with. And it worked for a little while, until he left and moved on to the next convenient girl. But unfortunately for me, in the end he left me in worse shape than he found me. I began to retreat back into my little bubble of depression, only to find it was now bigger and lonelier than it ever was before. So I just kept talking to the few boys who came my way, desperately trying to find someone or something to fill the void of emptiness... Maybe I'm just looking for a little convenience too.
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Splashes on the Pages
ŞiirI'm just pouring the thoughts out of my soul and onto the pages, hoping to leave a lasting impression like splashes of paint on a white wall.
