I cried over you. So much. There was so many tears i could have made an ocean with it and we could have swam together in my sorrow. I cried. A lot. Every day i cried and i still do. Your words are knived to my heart but you see them as paper airplanes flying past me. Your words hurt me and i cant stop reading them. I cant stop replaying them in my head. Theyre so beautiful but they hurt. A year and a half later. Why am I not over you? Im not your toy. Im not a game. I am a woman. Not something to pass time with. And i knoe im obsessed with you. I will admit. But god no i am not playing gamed with you no more. I will forever be in love with you but no i will not play games.
