I said I love you. You avoided me. I cried. And cried. I tried to talked to you. You ignored me. I tried texting you. You ignored me. I cried. And cried. I tried moving on. You came back. Then I was hoping again. And you fuck everything up again. I didn't cry. I got tired of crying. Crying for you. People get tired. Im moving on. Im going to forget you. Im going to let you go. But am I wrong for thinking that we could be together? I guess I am.