The hope that's left

Her

The ominous her
Her name starts with a V and ends with an A
I used to call her "my love"
But now
I don't even know what to call her
She acts like I don't listen to her when I take time out of my day
My time I could be spending with my best friend who actually gives a shit about me and my feelings
With her I just follow her around and listen to her commands like I'm a dog
We kissed on the lips once (it was both of our first kisses)and thought it would count to her but guess what
A few months (maybe two) later
She brings it up and makes the worst goddamn excuse I have ever heard
"Did you know,if you didn't like your first kiss then it doesn't count,so basically I still haven't had my first kiss"
I swear softbabiez could see the hurt in my eyes and hear the hurt in my voice when I said
"Ok,well it didn't count for me either"
I swear I was ready to burst into tears (which is what I did that day while going to bed) SHE DID THIS DURING SCHOOL/A PUBLIC PLACE WHERE I COULDN'T MAKE A SCENE
I Trusted her
And she took advantage of that