You drop phone calls first
Because you're too used to being on the other side of it
Hearing the line die
Without knowing if your phone will ring again
You leave people on read
Because if you continue talking to them
You might start liking them
And that's halfway to getting your heart broken again
You lash out
So you don't have to tell them why you're so sad all the time
You tell yourself, "they won't remember anyway"
But they do, you just can't handle someone caring for you
Because you might start caring too
You don't go on dates
Because if you get to know them
They'll get to know you
And knowing you is hard when you don't even know yourself
Feb 6, 2019
Feb 6, 2019 at 9:02 AM UTC
You drop phone calls first
Because you're too used to being on the other side of it
Hearing the line die
Without knowing if your phone will ring again
You leave people on read
Because if you continue talking to them
You might start liking them
And that's halfway to getting your heart broken again
You lash out
So you don't have to tell them why you're so sad all the time
You tell yourself, "they won't remember anyway"
But they do, you just can't handle someone caring for you
Because you might start caring too
You don't go on dates
Because if you get to know them
They'll get to know you
And knowing you is hard when you don't even know yourself
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