I am a fool, so foolish, so trapped in love.
What is love? Tolerating someone whose good looking more then anyone else?

Im I'm trapped.
Trapped in a game with myself, losing and winning it makes no sense.

A fool to believe she was reading this whole time, to think she would come back, to think that maybe even if it was deep down inside she thought about me once in awhile.

Foolish self hatred and melancholy reactions to every scenario. Trapped in a hopeful lustful tasteless romantic comedy about love. A tragedy about star crossed lovers that doesn't end in a happy ending. She gets him and you get a 1st class seat to watch your love live life with someone else.

Hands shaking, trembling on my screen. Thoughts sporadic jumping to emotions left and right. heart stressful heavy and pumping fast. This is what love is when its gone bad, jealousy.