The jeans I never threw out.
Even though you told me to.
They meant too much.
No matter how much I say I hate you.
I hate you.
I hate you.
I hate you.
I'll never hate you, and it hurts to know
you don't need me, don't even want me.
You don't love me.
My insides are like broken glass.
I'm shoving the whole world away,
for fear there's no such thing as happiness.
Sporting the most fake smile I can bear to.
I'm afraid to take a chance.
You made my earth quake.
I don't know if I could do this again.
I don't know if I could live through someone using me so calmly.
So sweetly destroying me.
Every time I see your face; I cry.
So pathetically I fall.
I can't even write your name.
It's like you just...
You were a perfect dream,
Corrupted in the middle, blossoming,
Into the most painful nightmare.
It's hard to work through all this doubt.
All this pain.
It's hard not to run to you.
It's hard but but not impossible.
I know you don't care...
About me.
About your stupid ex-girlfriend.
Hahaha;
She was so stupid.
She was so easy.
I'll stay away;
I can't look at you.
Anymore.
I didn't learn anything from you.
Just to be afraid and not to trust.
I want so badly to tell my Bunnie how dreadfully afraid I am;
but I don't think I want him seeing that part of me.