My heart hurts... and I feel burned... I feel USED! AND ABUSED! AND TORN!
I'm not mad at you but at me. I just.... want.... to flee....
INTO YOUR ARMS!
Shit you don't like rhymes, I'll stop. Why could not I have been ready for you when you were ready for me... I'm sorry.
I cried when I saw your book of scraps and pictures today. Never have I ever, felt, so, loved. I guess I thought it was a game. Time to stand up cause I lost, never have I ever.
Because you weren't a game but a person, that's been used and abused yet somehow stayed true despite the blue....shit there I got again. I do it cause it's easy. Unlike you, I just...
wish we could anew.
I'm not sorry I still love you