I have tried and tried and tried for you to want me. But once you have made your decision its all over. There’s no more trying. Trust me, i look at your pictures with her and with the endless statuses about how in love you are with her when a month ago you said the exact same thing to me. And i feel like your intentionally hurting me to get back at me for what you have done and what you ruined between us. It sucks to know that i remember every little detail in your words and you act like I’m a stranger. I’m still here and I’m waiting to be loved by you again. While you were out I’ve been stressing over it. All of the memories we hold to this day. The nights we talked. Even if your with her, you’re still some part of my heart. Bigger than you can imagine and I would tell you to this day how much you hurt me and how it pisses me off that you led me on. I thought you were my super hero. MY guy. You promised me you would teach me how to play guitar and you even told me you would kiss me one day. Im still waiting… for you to come back and visit just to tell me how sincerely sorry you are for fucking up.
When your computer tells you there’s an error and to try again later. pause for one moment. Try again. FUCK…
– myself





