She is getting on my last fucking nerve.She goes and throws herself at you and the other guys.
She acts like she actually knows you.
Then she tells me that she replaced me.
But I know that's not true.
It took a long time to actually get through your walls.
I was the only person you ever let through all the way.
I fell asleep in Lit class today. It was only for like 10 mins.
When I woke up and looked around confused I found you staring at me.
I saw your dark brown eyes that used to be filled for love.
The love for me.
Now consumed by hatred.
She doesn't notice things about you.
She doesn't notice you giggle laugh.
She doesn't notices the way your voice gets high when you're happy.
She doesn't notice the way you always sit.
She doesn't notice the way you smell.
It's not weird that I notice the way you smell.....
It's indescribable.
It's like flowers and honey but then a masculine sense.
I don't know. But it's fucking amazing.
She doesn't pay attention to you.
She doesn't actually care about you.
I think you know that.
You knows she's been out to ruin my life since we were 4.
You know how she got jealous when I had you.
When I had someone that cared for me.
That loved me.
Now it's gone.
I never really had a pretty face.
Or a beautiful voice.
I was never a star athlete.
I was never considered smart.
I was never loved.
I finally had that.
Love.
And I ruined it.I know you'll never love her or even like her.
No one ever will.
And with what she has done.
I don't blame you.
I know it hurt you to see me get bullied by her.
I know it hurt you that you couldn't speak up for me.
At the time I was mad at you.
But I'm sorry.
You tried to stand up for me.
You were afraid of rejecting.
But baby I could never hate you.
And you said you would never hate me.
You saw I was a hard ass stubborn girl on the outside.
But you also saw I put up that act so I wouldn't be sad when people left.
But I let you in.
And you left.
Now I'm more than sad.
Thank you for loving me.
I'll always be there for you.
When you're ready. I'm here
No matter how uncountable you thought it was.
Just please.
Don't love her.
I love you.
She doesn't love you.
She just hates me.
Like everyone....she hates me... But I don't care about her.
I care about you.
Only you.
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Just another depressed girl.
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