We were never really friends. It was silly of me to turn to
you as if you were a friend. With every conversation, I expected more. I always
thought that maybe this time you
would say something different. Maybe this
time you will tell me that your feelings have changed and that you made a
mistake. Nothing ever changed though. Like a fool I held onto something that
never really existed in the first place.
I want this all to
end, but how many times will I say goodbye before I actually mean it? I just
want it to all disappear- the bond that we had, the connection between us, the
feelings that I have for you. I don’t want to think about you any more. I don’t
want to get excited when I hear from you. Honestly, I don’t want to hear from you
at all. I get my hopes up when I do, but it isn’t your fault. I don’t want to
hear your name or picture your face anymore. I don’t want to miss you any more.
I don’t want to love you any more.
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