-shattered pieces-

-but i still do-

it was stupid of me, i guess, to have believed that you actually liked me. that after i poured my heart out in front of you, telling you i love you and i miss you and i'm sorry ((even if i didn't know where i went wrong)), you'd return my fervent emotions towards you.

i asked you why? why?

And you told me the 4-worded sentence that finally broke the last pieces of my shattered heart. "You're just not her."

Her. Her who was so beautiful, ever so vibrant and ever so kind.

i wish i never loved you. but i do, i still so f*cking do.

do you remember? do you remember how you rubbed salt on my throbbing wounded heart? when you announced to everyone your supposedly amnesia on who i was? was i really nothing to you? were all our laughs and smiles and moments meaningless to you? how worthless did- do you see me?

yet after all this, i still love you. God dammit, i'm still crazy about you. and i hate myself for still loving you with this shattered heart you broke.

my friends tell me that i don't deserve someone like you. they tell me i should stop. BUT HOW THE HELL DO YOU STOP FEELING.

is it really my fault that i cant stop loving you even if you treat me like shit?

after all, we accept the love we think we deserve.

and i guess we fall inlove, too with people we think we deserve.

and i guess i deserve someone like you.