I Can't Place It

I pray

You look so cool.

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//Dan

I was always one for the type of boy who wore lip rings, and looked all tough. You were just that. We've been over this. You were one for the type of boy who looked all innocent and wanted to get married and have children. I was one for two.

I looked innocent, but I never wanted to settle down. I had this idea in my head imprinted from Angie that I could spend my life sleeping around with all the punk boys I wanted. Using my innocent persona to lure them. But when I had one of those punk boys all to myself, I didn't know what to do.

Because you knew who I really was, and somehow you stuck with me.

You look so cool. All of the time you looked so cool. And you were my boyfriend.

But was it enough?

After a year of being with you I realized that there was commitment in our future. Angie told me I better leave fast before it comes.

But I didn't want to because...well maybe because I loved you.

I was terrified of that. So, I hung out with my friends, and casted you aside most of the time. I used you for sex, and I stayed silent when we were alone doing nothing.

When things got awkward I took off my clothes, so we'd have something to do.

You would've preferred to play videogames, or take a walk like we did before we started dating, but I insisted we stick to sex everytime.

I just didn't want to fall for you anymore.

I could tell you were growing annoyed with it all, but I didn't do anything about it, because I never knew that it would split us apart.