I hate that you make me feel like this, I hate that you hurt me so much and you don't even realize it. You're pushing me away into the arms of someone you absolutely hate, and you aren't even aware that you're doing it. I miss my Ryan, I miss my boyfriend, I miss the boy that was head over heels for me and spent every day with me and got coffee with me. This Ryan, this person that acts cold to anyone he doesn't personally know and hurts my feelings and embarrasses me and calls that normal; this isn't who I'm in love with. What you call a successful day is snapping at me and acting like you don't want to be there. If you don't want me anymore, I'd just love a memo and I'll leave you alone.
It's sad that I've always told myself that you'd never hurt me; I'd finally convinced myself of it, and you end up hurting me worse than Kyle, who broke my heart.
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