He doesn't like me, he just pretends to because he needs something. He just talks to me because he has no one to talk to. I'm his last option. It's very obvious though, he looks at other girls intently and I know that look. He treats me like every other girl he meets. Yeah he's my friend ( I'm not even sure about that now ) but that's all it's going to be. He just gives me false hopes. He's just playing with me. He just enjoys watching me squirm and blush around him. I'm really trying to get him out of my head, but he's still in my heart, once something goes in my heart nothing can rip it out. I thought I just " liked " him, but no one has ever made me cry like that without doing anything at all. I just have to accept the fact that there wasn't an us and there will never be an us. That doesn't stop me from having a little faith in us. I'll just be waiting here, until you come to your senses and realize that I was there all along.
sorry if this is not a poem. I just wanted to post this somewhere and let it all out.