Sins

0.5

I have kissed

more bottles than

boys and

honestly a hangover

hurts less than a

heart break.

-Unknown

And sadly,

this is insanely

true because I

would have rathered

live the rest of

my life with a

pounding headache

because I'm hungover,

than accepting

the fact that he

was the reason I

could no longer

love properly. I

always thought

that his eyes would

set on fire when

we touched,

but now I see

that it was only a

reflection from

my own eyes. And

you can't imagine how

fucking pathetic

I feel at the amount

of times my

heart fluttered

at the sight of that.

I was so stupid,

but I know that

tears won't wash

the pain away,

therefore I refuse

to let a single tear fall

at this thought.

If anything, I'll accept

the fact that I

am still pathetic to

want him and

pretend that the

reflection from my

eyes were really in his.

Fucking pathetic.

I know that

deep down he

didn't deserve me,

but the

heart wants what

it wants and I can't

seem to deprive

myself of this.

Of him.