I wish he would have wanted me as much as I wanted him. It does not seem fair. Theors times I swear he was doing it on purpose. Turning on the charm, telling me all his life stories after I'd asked him not too. And the whole time, I hoped he would tell me that I was important to him. Not just a screw. But no. I wasnt even a friend. For he dont fuck his friends. So as I sat falling head over heals for this guy, he sat just reeling me in, keeping me hooked for the easy lay I was. Go figure.
Y do I not see the truth till it's to late?
And I tried to keep the fucking walls up. And when they came down I did everything I could to cut the cord. To distance myself, and push him away.
Well almost everything.