There is nothing left for me to say, all there is for me is to just do what I’ve been doing. Hold in my abundance of pain and stay quite just to keep you tranquil and pleased.
I’m constantly in dejection, worrying about if your being mendacious towards me. I feel like nothing compared to her, I feel like nothing compared to the majority of the girls you know but I still claim to be okay when they’re around.
You are Persistently getting texts and Snapchats, DMs and calls from girls who are better then what I’ll ever be.
When she texts you I have to fight the urge to ask what you are both talking about, hoping just ******* hoping your not planning on leaving me for her.
All though I already feel replaced and unwanted, I still try to hold on and believe you when you say you love me.