This was written for a English assignment and I really liked it so I decided to post it.
This story talks about the difficulty that society creates, what small things can do to a person.
It talks about sensitive subjects so be warned. Relatable is a...
Am I crazy to think that I could be in love when it all ends up, it all ends up wasted,I'd give you my heart, but I'd just f*ck it up,we'd end up, we'd end up
Wasted...
It's crazy to think that this one lyric could explain something or specifically someone so well, it was like the artist wrote those lyrics for just for me and nobody else. It was weird what the world could do. But I was defiantly crazy to think that I could be in love cause love did nothing but destroy and break you into tiny little pieces, so small that they wouldn't ever be able to be put back together, love was simply for idiots. I'd been there, done that and I wasn't doing it again, I wasn't going be the one left standing on my own, not this time but here I was standing thinking about the same boy and being in the same situation as before, How? How could I let myself be here again after I promised myself I wouldn't. How could I be so pathetic? I just couldn't help myself, how could I just forget and move on from someone who gave me so much to remember. All I ever wanted was for us to work out, even if it was just tiny bit but I knew deep down, this was never going to happen, never ever ever in a million years would someone like him fall for someone like me, it was stupid. Twas unrequited love.
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