I was right.
You used me again.
But what if I like you more then just as a friend?
What if your nature brings me to you and makes me want you more?
Sunday was different..
But you made me regret it.
After the game you played you picked another flower.
I wasn't hurt.
I was angry.
Extremely angry.
I let you use me. When I knew you were going to.
I let you steal the few firsts I had in exchange for being thrown away.
I was told to stay away.
I'm still being told to stay away.
Everyone is telling me to just leave it.
But like I said.
What if I don't want to say goodbye?
I write you a letter.
I explained myself.
You say you feel bad.
I'm not sure if I should trust you anymore.
I'm being told not to.
But I want to..
I'm leading myself into uncharted waters with an evil spirt guiding me blindly.
Yet my head is so filled with butterflies I can't find it in me to care.
But I should.
I have so many issues focusing on anything.
I didn't sleep well.
Not while Sunday is still burning my mind.
With the mark you left.
I hate myself...
I hate what I've become..
I feel like a monster..
