Hey,
I still have your sweatshirt.
Your comfy, and big sweatshirt.
I really don't plan on giving it back,
And I don't think I should.
Since you disappeared,
And left my life.
Do you want it back?
Welp, too bad.
Because it's mine now.

You know that feeling,
When you like a boy?
That sweet and happy feeling.
But, then it gets ruined,
Because he ignores you,
He stops talking to you.
So, you want to get over him,
But you just can't.
You thought it would be easy,
But actually, it wasn't.
Because I know that feeling,
That bittersweet feeling.
It *****.
A lot.

Guess who likes a boy.
Me.
Guess who is being ignored by the boy.
Me.
Guess who is ****** of and is going to return his sweatshirt that he gave me.
Me.
Guess who is the *******.
Him.

That's cool.
You can just ignore me after a week of texting.
A simple "I don't want to talk to you anymore" would've been nice,
But that's cool anyways.

If you're going to stop talking to me
And then disappear out of my life,
Then don't expect to be able to come back as easily.

I hate how you make me like you with your nice personality,
And your good sense of humor,
And all of your other good qualities and then just leave.

You're a ****.
I don't like you.
And I don't know why you're making me feel this way.

Sometimes song lyrics are relatable.
Kinda like how voodoo doll by the great,
Five seconds of summer relates to how I feel about you.

I still have your sweatshirt..
Do you want it back?
I don't really know if I should keep it because we don't talk anymore.
I don't know if I should keep it because you probably found someone better.

It's okay!
You don't have to like me.
I wouldn't like me.
It's okay if you found someone better.

Well,
I suppose that's all.
Bye.

I wonder if you have calloused hands.
I wonder if you like me.
I wonder if you like to cuddle.
But,
Do you have calloused hands?
Do you like me?
Or
Do you like to cuddle?