Who do you honestly think you are? Coming up to me after all that has happened, acting as if I didn’t erase you from my life. Hello?! Did you get the memo?
What kind of world are you living in? You delusional twit.
Fuck, I don’t even look at you the same. For you to just stand from a distance and watch me fall apart, break down and cry myself for comfort whilst you just stare and do jack all. Aren’t you a fucking heartless prick.
Today, you ripped out every piece of me.
I just want you to know that I’d always be willing to listen, even when you don’t feel like talking. I’d always be here, you can run to me as my arms are open ready to catch you.
I’m not going anywhere.
I know I would never put my words into action even if I tried too. I wouldn’t nor could I. You didn’t leave me after all my wrong doings; you gave me the opportunity to justify my apology to show I was sincere and you deserve no less. You were there for me when I needed you the most and I’ll definitely do the same for you.
Why must my train of thought be the worst? It’s just an assumption yet why does my gut feel as if somethings up, that I should be concerned? Maybe I’m just thinking of the worst so you could prove me wrong. I just hope I’m wrong ..