Understanding

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I fucked up. Yet again.

What can I say. It's my specialty: ruining things.

Everything was great and then BOOM. Suddenly, out of no where everything starts regressing. Farther back than where we started. 

I don't need validation to know it's me. I'm always the problem. Toxic is what you call me. I hate myself. I don't deserve shit. Much less . . . him. 

It's probably best he distances himself now. I'm nothing. A problem waiting to happen. So, good for him!

Is my happiness really too much to ask for? I don't understand how I give him so much power over me. The sad thing is, I was actually happy; smiles and laughter and hugs, and I even trusted enough to open up just a little bit. How could I not know that there wasn't going to be a catch. 

Tease me with his playfulness; trust! And then shut me out. Ignore me. Block me. It hurts. But, I deserve it. Fuck it all! 

I'm disappointed yet again. Why do I do this to myself? What did I do that was so incredibly bad I need to be punished like this?

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