I'm going to see you tomorrow. I'm going to have to smile and pretend that you aren't the reason I wake up from my nightmares screaming at night. I'm going to have to talk to you, just a simple conversation, how have you been and whatnot. Nothing like the scenarios I've made in my head that will never happen. I'll have to ignore the butterflies, I'll act like I don't care because why should I? You used me. You only wanted one thing, and then I wasn't good enough for you. I gave you what you wanted all too willingly because you're good at your game. Making people fall in love with you, I used to be that good too, trust me it gets lonely after a while because all you're ever going to have is yourself. That's why I'm going to smile, lie, pretend, and you're going to buy it. You don't get to see me broken, you don't get to see me cry, and you most certainly don't get to see me love you after what you put me through. I would never give anyone so much like me that satisfaction.
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Love or heartbreak? Really what's the difference?
RomanceI have never been in love but I've never felt closer to it than when I was sitting in the middle seat of your truck with your hand on my thigh.
