I thought we were good.
Tight 'til the end.
Funny how she can change that.
Even more funny how in a week
maybe two
she'll be ******
and once again we will be good.
But ready yourself for the funniest of all.
I will take it again.
I'll probably take your complaining about her.
Take your chatter about how you shouldn't have trusted her.
Take it all in.
I'll probably forgive and forget.
Just think about that.
Think about how she will betray you
like you have betrayed me.
And the cycle will start again.

why?
i cant really answer a question if you don't ask me.
so why didn't you ask me??
why?
i'm still hoping.
still wishing.
still wondering.
still dreaming.
i still have the same excitement as before.
now i'm just waiting.

Text friend.
Call friend.
Meet friend at your front door.
Party with friend.
Give into peer pressure with friend.
Almost get caught with friend.
Worry, without friend.

Funny
Life is sometimes.
Now life just seems
Empty.
Mysterious.
Dead.
Can life be dead?
It seems to be more dead every day.
I am full of questions I will probably never ask.
No matter how much I want to.
Honestly I want you.
Do you really want me though?
Me more than her?
I can't see it.
But I suppose I will continue to try.
Try to see us happening.
Try to see us lasting long enough to make this good.
Will it?
I wish I could see the future.
Too bad I cannot, so I guess I'll have to try it.
Being the curious person I am.
This may even be fun while it lasts.

I see you.
I think ohh good times!
But I blew that shot.
That could've happened.
No more good times with you.
Sometimes I'm moved on.
Sometimes I wish I had put up with you.
You see me, I know you do.
I wonder what you think.
Do you think of the good things?
Or the not so good things?
Do I want to know?