Waiting For The Fall (Editing)

There was a time that I fell for a boy. I fell hard and I fell fast. It didn't take long for him to break me. I didn't see the heartbreak coming but when it did, it hit me like a bus. I should've let it be a one time thing, but it wasn't and boy, would I kill to go back to a time where I wasn't heartbroken. I always let it slide though, I guess I just couldn't get enough of being broken. I couldn't ever say no to him. Then I guess at some point, it turned into a game of waiting. Waiting for him to realize that I could be what he needed and so much more. Waiting for him to tell me that I was good enough for him. Waiting. Waiting, waiting, waiting.

"Pain make your way to me and I'll always be just so inviting. If I ever start to think straight, this heart will start a riot in me."

WARNING: UNDERGOING EDITING.