When your in the mist of it. You don't really think twice. You appreciate the love and kindness shown towards you. Tells you if it hurts stop, don't hurt yourself even more.
When you both wanted the same thing for so long, then it finally happens. You want to run back to your Mommy and say, "Thank you for telling me the truth, I'm sorry that I took you granted. I'm sorry that I only believed you for a minute. You were right, they change. They never wanted what I had on the inside to offer. Only what I had on the outside. I love you".
But you can't, you just can't. What happened in the front seat of that truck, stayed in that truck. But I was only one of your little Hoes in the beginning. Your parents were right you were a freaking 'Dumbass'.
Your flawless smile, your endless Brown Eyes, but behind all of that is an ugly soul, you pass by my house to visit your Grandparents. But, not once stop to say "Hey, sorry I've been busy, I love you". Lies, lies, lies, lies.
The only kinda 'Busy' you been, is meesing with others and my heart. Your a stupid teenage boy who doesn't care, only cares about Football, Track, and hisself I bet you if I met your parents, they'd be ashamed of you. I want to be done.
But getting over you and your Different Persona is hard. You've broke me for the last time. I'm sorry I gave you a peice of me to break, I guess I let my guard down too soon. I should of never loved you. Never will I look back
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Non-FictionThis is a book about random crap. Not appropriate for all audience.
