"Why are we stuck running from the bullet,"
that Harry Styles song replays in my head as i think of your pain
i dont look for you anymore in the halls
i think i actually avoid you
i see the back of your head and my stomach clenches
i hope youre okay and you can stand on your own
"Remember everything will be alright"
i want to tell you over and over again
i want to hold you and protect you
but you're the one who dropped me
you broke my heart
but i'm too ******* nice for my own good and i still care
i just want you to be okay
i know the pain you're in
you feel misunderstood and alone, but truly its your own fault
I ASKED TIME AND TIME AGAIN
but you didn't wanna open up
that's why i find myself thinking of you less  & focusing on myself more
because i deserve someone who i can be open with and someone who will be open with me
being angsty isnt attractive
i want to fight life with someone and not roll over and admit defeat
i guess you just weren't the one to do that with