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[21 Jan 2008|08:38pm] |
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I'd be lying if i said i expected better from you. You've always been that boy. That boy who likes to turn the knife a little after you've stuck it in. You're like my permenant flesh wound, and frankly, i hate everything about you. I hate the way your eyes make me melt. And i hate your flawless smile and your perfect lips. I hate the warm sweaters you always wear, and your stupid blue plaid pajamas. I hate how much you mean to me. I hate how much you care. I hate the way it all always comes back to you. I hate not knowing. Not knowing if we would have worked out. I hate that we never tried. I hate that you push me, but you never push yourself. I hate how your too scared. I hate the way you reel me in and then head for the hills.
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