I'm not in denial and I'm no longer sad,
I'm just ****** at myself for being so ******* naive.
I'm ****** that I let you get the best of me, when I never got **** from you.
So I'm still ******* bitter, but do you blame me?
For five ******* years I let you string me along.
And for what? A moment that I feel guilty for everyday?
Guess I wasn't enough to make you stay.
You were my best friend, and it kills me when I see you with her.
Not because I like you, but because I feel bad that she still doesn't know.
Do you not understand how bad you hurt me?
Because although I don't think about you everyday,
I still think about you.
But I held my pride, and what did you hold? My heart?
Frankly, you're not worth it. You never were.
Oct 10, 2011
Oct 10, 2011 at 2:34 AM UTC
I'm not in denial and I'm no longer sad,
I'm just ****** at myself for being so ******* naive.
I'm ****** that I let you get the best of me, when I never got **** from you.
So I'm still ******* bitter, but do you blame me?
For five ******* years I let you string me along.
And for what? A moment that I feel guilty for everyday?
Guess I wasn't enough to make you stay.
You were my best friend, and it kills me when I see you with her.
Not because I like you, but because I feel bad that she still doesn't know.
Do you not understand how bad you hurt me?
Because although I don't think about you everyday,
I still think about you.
But I held my pride, and what did you hold? My heart?
Frankly, you're not worth it. You never were.
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