You have fed me lies my whole life.
I keep my emotions bottled up so you think I am okay.
I'm not.
I forgave you for what you did.
But that still does not mean I have forgotten.
Sketched in my brain like a map.
Untouched since that day.
I try and stay positive.
Being that happy go lucky kind of gal you "always" knew.
My friends do not know our secret.
That I have kept bottled up like a rocket ship.
Around you is when I remember, the hateful words you spat in my face.
So tell me one more time.
Do you love me?
Cause it sure as hell didn't seem like it.