I think we both know it wasn't supposed to end this way Earth. Strangers. You talked to me today and now I'm a fucking mess. I hate you, but I don't want to.
You cracked a joke and it made me laugh and fall hard again. Why can't I get you out of my head? Do you think about me too? Is that why you won't leave my brain? Or my heart? I want to love you but I don't wanna get hurt.
Is this all for nothing? Do I write this now because you're thinking in your head "I talked to her today, maybe it can be the same"? I want my best friend back. Please? Please don't go again. You've got me begging again. Begging to be loved, to have experiences. I move too fast but honestly if you asked me for the world I'd buy it and pay it off with my life.
I wanna cry, but I told myself that I would not slip another tear for you.
