Sunday, May 27, 2012
Turning saints into the sea.
I can't believe I'm still feeling all this jealousy. I mean, you guys split up, and right now I'm still left with all these emotions. Sure, I guess. I'm...satisfied but. The fact you actually left me for him. To try to give him a chance for these few months. Thought you'd come back to me. Don't even know if I want you to. And the fact that you wanted him so badly, so much, so secretly, more than you've ever wanted me. That does a lot of damage to a guy. His pride, confidence, self-esteem. Now it's so hard to keep him as a friend, who knows what else he'll steal. I know it's not his fault, he can't do anything about it. So fucking insecure and paranoid now. You happy now? Finally I taste some semblance of the pitiful world you've been living in. We could've stayed together. Sure it was hell. But it was...us. Maybe I should've just ran over to you, accepted you in that one moment of weakness when you crawled back to me, instead of telling you to go fuck yourself. Fuck my life. And now I hate how I sound like, how I AM a stupid teenager just pouring his heart out into his diary. This isn't me. You made me this way. Fuck you.
But you, on the other hand. Thanks for making me feel loved, feel like I have a chance that there's somebody for me. (: You're the opposite of everything bad about her.
And now I really really hope he doesn't snatch you away too.
posted : 11:34 PM
0 ||
