—𝐏𝐎𝐄𝐌.
idk if im playing myself, or if im iust ignoring these lies
how come everytime i care, they leave w no words, no goodbyes.and everytime i start to move on, they come running back to me.
sometimes i wonder if i ever need them, would they even care for me?would they talk to me, and listen to my words, and stay by my side
or would they just leave me alone & stab my back w a knife.i feel like it will just repeat, a never-ending story
i wish one day it will all stop, maybe, by that time, i'd stop saying sorry.