7:11pm
Its not that I loved you. I just loved that you loved me. I wanted to be wanted. I needed to be needed. I feel valid when I am validated and maybe thats why myself is hated by myself. even if your love was not genuine. not sweet. not love at all. I still appreciated your appreciation for me and I play along. I'm not sure why but then again I do. I take the pieces that you find amusing and I press them against my body until I become a walking puzzle. the mystery that no one can figure out. but they try. they slowly fall and you begin to see the real me. which is something that you don't actually want. I could give you everything that you could ever want but It will still never be me
