"He made me feel high because he had me feeling so low. How was I supposed to grow when he was here, punishing me for fun? Maybe I only fell for him because I knew I couldn't have him. Now that I know, that wasn't love. That was just hope." I said and walked off, past him.
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why?
that was the question wasn't it?
why was this happening
to him?
to me?
to us...
what we had was perfect, maybe not your standards of perfect
no, but perfect to me
and now, it was being taken away from me.