"Babe why are you being so serious"
"What do you mean 'serious' I'm only asking if you're going to ask me out we've been going about for two months do you expect me to stay like this forever? "
"That's being serious! You know I can't afford a relationship right now"
"What do you mean by that? How could you say that? Why didn't you tell me that before?"
"I never promised you anything! You should know I can't give you anything!"
"So you were playing with me? All those sweet words were a joke? Just so you could get into my pants?"
"Don't act so innocent, you also wanted that as much as I did"
"I wanted more than that!"
"Your type of girls don't deserve anything else, you flirted with me! You seduced me! You sent all those signals don't act so innocent"
"I can't believe what I'm hearing right now, are you serious? So you just played with me all along, oh my god I can't believe I actually fell for you! I actually imagined a future with you! "
"That's what I'm taking about! You're just too much always imagining things on your own, I can't deal with this anymore"
He disappeared out of sight, the door of the apartment banging shut. Alone, that's the only feeling she could feel, tears spilling uncontrollably.
Sadness washed her insides overwhelmingly. Today was moving day, the day she finally became independent. Standing on her own two feet. But all she felt was being a liability. Her feet gave up, she hated feeling desperate. He destroyed her, he was her first everything. She gave her everything to him, to only be thrown away like garbage.
Thinking about all those moments where she felt so contempt, feeling the moment, wanting to be there forever. Now it all was dissappearing with him, he took all her happiness with him. She gave him the key to her heart, her love, her life. He was the color in her black and white life. So enthralling full of adventure, Adrenaline,a breath of fresh air, her first taste of heaven.
Was she truly too much? Wanting to be more than a hook up was that bad? Was she not worth anything? What type of girl was she? Didn't he know he was her first, he took everything with him.
What mockery was life playing at her.
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I like nobody and nobody likes me.
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