He sashayed away,
his hips wagging like the little diva he is

I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you

'I love you's
don't mean the same thing anymore
All I can see
Are his fingers
The fingers I've held so many times
Knotted into blonde hair

Staring at my nails
(They're red. Chipped like worn paint. Chipped.)
My nails.
Because I'd look crazy
If I just stared at that wall
Crazy

We broke our hearts
Again
Now I can feel the depression
Creeping back in
It's greedy, cold fingers
Eagerly reaching for the broken shards of my heart

Hanna
Darling
If you really cared about me
You would try to see
See who I am
And who I was
       who I dream of becoming
But to you
Boys and
Fashion and
Gossip and
Everything else
Was just too important

I was expected to stay
Forever
No, scratch that
Not forever, just as long as you wanted me

You never cared
Don't lie to me anymore
Don't lie to yourself

You're a drama queen
Selfish
A player
And I've been here for you and your ****** friendship for years
And now you won't return the favor

Apparently I've changed
Well you sure haven't

I like boys
(I think)
And I'm dating one
But...
If she kissed me.
Kissed me....
I would kiss her back
God, would I kiss her back

You're so intense,
Not like me.
It doesn't make sense!
It wasn't meant to be.

I woke up tangled
  in my headphones.
I woke up slightly strangled,
remembering the patient tones
you used to explain to me
why I was still in love with you.
I woke up, no longer free,
not quite sure how to undo
what I said when I was sad,
and tired.

Months later
It's finally starting to hit me
Like a slap in the face
She
Kissed
Him
Those words hurt
worse than razors