I hope you never have to experience the girl you love, laughing with the boy she's
toying with in front of your eyes. I hope you never have to wake up at three in the morning
panicking because everything in your world has just crashed. I hope you don't call her on
the nights you want to talk with her about something important, like maybe how suicidal you
are at that moment, and have her brush you off like you're nothing because she's hanging
out with him. Because I would never wish that upon anyone. I remember when i called you
that one late night. I never made that mistake again. You told me about her. About how
much you need her in your life and about how she will always be the one. But then she
wasn't was she. Here you are telling me all the stuff you tried to tell her. Making me feel like
I actually matter. But did I ever really matter to you? Sometimes I question if you ever really
needed me or if I was just a distraction from the one you love. But I guess now is not the
time to think about that is it? Because I am sitting here, thinking about you...I shouldn't be. I
should make decisions for me without thinking about how much they will affect you. I
shouldn't wake up from nightmares about you telling me about how it was never me and it
was always her even though I know that already. Please don't ever hurt me. If you hurt me,
I won't ever be fixed. There is no one else. I'm sorry I'm not good enough

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